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Chianti in Trastevere

13 Jun

Chianti in Trastevere
See, they’re not only for making “charming” candle holders in Little Italy restaurants…they keep the empties around here, too!

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4 Responses to “Chianti in Trastevere”

  1. my melange June 13, 2007 at 1:24 pm #

    How funny! Doesn’t everyone have one of those ‘home made’ Chianti bottle candles…I know I did!

  2. Heather June 13, 2007 at 1:27 pm #

    Great shot! I love little touches like that. Trastevere was my hands down favorite area of Rome when I was there last time. Somewhere down one of those little back streets there was a tiny cafe with the best pizza ever. It was huge, and it came out with one big slice of prosciutto, an egg, two olives, and some artichokes, but nothing was cut up or spread out – it was just laying on the pizza. It was AWESOME. I keep trying to recreate it at home, with only marginal success.

  3. Shelley, At Home in Rome June 13, 2007 at 5:30 pm #

    My Melange: I’ll admit, I think I might have tried to recreate the whole “dripping candle” look in a bottle at home. College days… it was probably sitting on top of a crate or something. So funny.

    Heather: So, the capricciosa… you’ll definitely have to let us know if you discover this place again when you come to Rome. And this time grab a business card so you can share all the details! And let me know if it shows up on your blog…

  4. ManofRoma December 13, 2007 at 9:02 pm #

    Great shot really! I am a Roman of 59 and I lived in Trastevere in the Seventies for 2 years and strangely enough I lived there more with American people than Romans. Roaring Berkley days …I used to have the “dripping candle” thing at home and best food cost nothing and we all made parties. Pretty international bunch. All interesting people you could meet: one guy just arriving from Vietnam, a bit spaced-out, to tell the truth, poor fellow, a lesbian paintress from Santa Monica (sorry, but that period wasd…unconventional…). She was so intelligent and cultivated, and this half Irish half Mexican girl from Frisco who became my girlfriend. My English I owe to her. We used to read together Edgar Allan Poe.
    Trastevere was only starting to be trendy, and all was so…real…real Trastevere people I am sorry is not around anymore…. 😦
    Great days…..

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