Saturday, November 24, 2012

Italian "Flow"

The house that we are currently renting came fully furnished, complete with about 100 self help books. I am in the midst of reading "Emotional Intelligence" which is actually a real page turner.  I just got through reading about a term called "flow." It's when you have achieved a perfect rhythm with a particular activity.  For example, athletes call this state "being in the zone." I experienced flow today at a restaurant in downtown Edinburough called "Bar Italia."  The food was simply fantastic.  The whole family had walked about two miles, we were starving, and so we randomly ducked into this place, only to discover that Heaven might actually be here in Scotland. I almost started crying during the meal, the food was that good. The owner is a genuine Italian. Nuff said.

An interior shot of the best restaurant in the entire city.

A picture of Preston's hazelnut gillato.  Mercy. It was fantastic.

Pana Cotta in the middle, with towers of whipped cream topped with golden raisons.  It was wonderful. Love the little Italian flag sticking up out of the middle of it.

Pioneer children sang as they walked and ran and walked and ran. Preston was the camera man. 

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