What a wonderful tradition happy hour is! A time when friends can gather and join in a few post-work drinks and perhaps a little nibble to eat. We've always known happy hour to be a 5:00pm - 7:00pm (ish) time to partake in a few cocktails at a discounted price.
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| Caffè Mazzini - Our favorite Happy Hour in Como |
We were pleased to find that the tradition of "happy hour" also exists in Italy and it's even called the same thing (just imagine saying it with a funny little accept... drop the sound the "h" makes). However, it's a bit different here.
Instead of discounted drinks and food, you usually pay the same price for the drinks (which always tends to be low anyways... between $4 - $6) but get a big bonus. ALL YOU CAN EAT heavy hors du louvres - Italian style!!! Imagine a bar full of pasta, pizza and other wonderful treats. If you're not to embarrassed to fill a plate - you can easily have enough for dinner.
Since eating and drinking are two of my favorite things to do thus far on this trip (Greg), we've explored a few of the best happy hours the city has to offer (literally every place that serves drinks or coffee puts some sort of food out after 5:00pm).
However, today (after exploring the market *previous post*) - we encountered our first
bad happy hour experience. We came across,
Specialita` Apretivi - where the food looked better than any we had seen before. The combination of a desire for a good glass of wine, a hungry baby and Greg's rumbling stomach drew us in like a magnet.
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| Jen and Julia out front of Specialita` Aperitivi |
Since we're still a bit embarrassed to just start eating the food after ordering a drink, we also ordered two panini's to fein an appearance of reputable patrons. This did not impress the waitress - she gave us more attitude than a teenage girl with a limited texting plan. My
perfect command over the pronunciation of our hard-to-pronounce
Montepulciano and
Nero d' Avola did nothing to win her over either. Attitude = Strike ONE!
While we waited for our wine to come, I kept glancing over at the delectable spread presented before us and decided which treats I'd try first. The wine came quickly and it was the smallest pour we had seen in any restaurant this entire trip. Strike TWO!
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| Some of the food at Specialita` Apretivi |
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Nevertheless, I shrugged these things off and made a B-line for the tomato and mozzarella panini.
Insert screeching halt sound here. Wait a minute, these treats are only for people that ordered an
aperitif, not a
wine (even though they're priced the same).
-"OK... well, can I have some of your free food anyways?!"
-"No... you cannot!"
While my family that reads this shrieks in embarrassment... I did not actually say that. But my body language sure suggested it. And still, the answer was "no". Strike THREE - we're out of here.
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| Some more images of the tasty food we couldn't eat... |
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| ...all because we ordered the wrong drink! |
So... we headed home to much better meal, prepared by Jen (pasta in a pesto sauce and a "finnocio" (fennel) salad with fresh bread and wine. Also, don't feel too badly for us after the crushing happy hour experience. Since we believe in controlling your own destiny - we stopped and got ourselves a "pick-me up" to make up for it!
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| Pastries from a pasticceria (pastry shop) |
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| Delizioso! |
Cheers!
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Saw you over on Michel's blog and thought I'd pop over and say hello.. Bonjour!
Welcome, Sara - I look forward to reading about Sara in Le Petit Village!