Thursday Eve

Last night was spot on. The evening began at L'antica Birreria Peroni-a local spot dedicated to King Peroni. This establishment is not to be confused with Hard Rock Cafe or McDonalds; it's dedicated to the lightest and most delicious of beers but the crowd is sophisticated and the food is molto buono. Nothing says class like wall stencils of beer-drinking angel babies and sayings from Dante. Chiara told us we had to order the sausage and when Zoe's arrived, singing waiters swarmed like paparazzi to record her first bite. It was epic. I ordered the less climactic caccio e pepe, fettucini with cheese and pepper (yum). And of course, we ordered a pitcher of the house beer. After dinner, we went to Tre Scalini, a bar frequented by Chiara and her friends during University. It was mellow and great. We ordered the salame con cioccolato (a fudgy dessert) and cringed at the couple next to our table. (I know it's Europe but I'm a modest American..sorry). Filled to the brim, we walked to club Micca. Micca has its own style and it's pretty badass. The DJs only play retro jams but this is fitting for the decor: floor to ceiling screen prints of 60s icons and waitresses in pleather. Needless to say, we got down on the dance floor with the over 50 set. I roused myself a few hours later for a field trip to the Necropoli Etrusche. I vowed to sleep less and have achieved this quite successfully. Now it's nap time. A presto, blogosphere.