The first warm, sunny day in forevah had us hop on my Vespa and bop around town — picked up the last batch of tights for my gal pals & found out that the store will be closing at the end of this year. Noooooooooooooooo!!!
Then we swung by the biggest thrift shop (5 stories!) in town where I found nada,
and since we were practically halfway to the Italian market in our old hood, we scooted up there & grabbed a slab of Raschera and some fennel salami,
pappardelle, pistachio crema, grilled zuke & eggplant,
and a pistachio panna cotta bc duh.
Met up with my oldest Berlin pal at the beer garden near us to hear about his 10-day Vipassana retreat. You couldn’t pay me to do anything like that — let alone spend money on it, but he seems pretty lost these days & desperate for…. well, anything. The things you do after a bad breakup!
(I had to take a pic of the dog on one of the porch swings

Once the sun went down, we made our way to the döner kebab place & shared a döner teller (Donatella?) with fries. I thought the fries were superfluous, but the dudes were happy.
My PIC and I shared the pistachio panna cotta when we got home, which was rich and delicious. No pic, but might be a repeat purchase