That's what I think, anyway, but after last night I'm still not completely sure. Mel and Tam and I were so desperate for the anti-panino that we went back to Il Mandarino. I had drunken chicken, wonton soup, chicken with mushrooms and bamboo, Peking duck, and fish stewed in spicy chili sauce. Gripes (some old, some new): excessive reliance on soy sauce, MSG, and the special Chinese salt; portions 1/5 of what they should be and thus entirely unrepresentative of the Asian "everything should be a great value" quotient; too much corn starch so that after 10 minutes the food was absolutely congealed; and traditional desserts that probably should not be fried. However, it was not really a disappointment and I ate more than I had in a long while.
Today is Italy's final shot at 2002 World Cup glory, and I'm really excited for the home team.
I had a great time shopping at Benetton Accessories yesterday, because everything costs nearly 1/2 of what it does in the States. Benetton is the Italian Gap; Sisley is the Italian Banana Republic. It's critical to nail down the essentials while you're in town.
Forza Italia, Forza Azzuri!
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 3:18 AM
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