Let's go have a good meal at the fraschette in Ariccia; I know it's right behind your house, but you eat well, have fun, and spend the right amount.
I think it's been a long time since you've been... The fraschette have become little joints with checkered tablecloths and plastic wild boar on the walls, outside of which girls in miniskirts act as "door-touts." One continues to eat quite poorly and, in the price, now includes being taken for a fool. Perhaps the kiosk before the bridge is still okay, but in Ariccia, I would only visit the palace of the ius primae noctis and Bernini's square; for the rest, I would go elsewhere.
I wouldn't want to "break" [the silence/routine] due to "logistical problems," aside from the fact that during this period I don't really feel like going out; I have years of accumulated sleep deprivation and I am exhausted.
The "logistical problems," for those who didn't understand what they are about, are the ones a citizen encounters in Italy when the public transport service is what it is,
all things that wouldn't happen in another country, so there would be no sense in going out only to have to keep checking the schedule and the last (which might be cancelled) bus;
then there's no point even mentioning (because I don't want others to act as drivers) having someone accompany me; they already make me feel handicapped despite walking (and quite a lot)
with my own legs, because it doesn't seem necessary to me.
Even if I am not one of those who goes out assiduously—on the contrary, I always "thank" the great availability of transport in the province—at a certain hour you are left stranded from everything.
I think it's been missing for quite a while... The fraschette have become little eateries with checkered tablecloths and plastic wild boar on the walls, outside of which girls in miniskirts act as "door-toppers." One continues to eat quite poorly and, in the price, now being taken for a fool is also included. Perhaps the kiosk before the bridge is still worth saving, but in Ariccia, I would only visit the palace of the ius primae noctis and Bernini's square; for the rest, I would go elsewhere.
And how can I tell you you're wrong? I live in Ariccia... You shouldn't paint everyone with the same brush, but in most cases, it is exactly like that. Where you eat well, it doesn't cost little at all; in fact, it doesn't take much to go even beyond 30 euros per person. In any case, the places are pits carved out of basements or garages and the quality of the people is perfectly up to the standard of the place: drunks, blasphemers... That's what Ariccia has become. Once they used to mock us for the story of the bridge of death where someone would jump off every now and then; now instead, it's for the fraschette (which should be in Trastevere) rather than the historic center of Ariccia, which has much better things to show. The ridiculous thing is that residents in central Rome call us Ariccians "burini" [low-class/country bumpkins], lucky them! Eating 4 meager cold cuts and a slice of porchetta per person and being ripped off for 20 euros... Do you understand what "burini" means?
Anyway, getting back to us, please post only sign-ups for the dinner because I can't make heads or tails of it anymore. In a topic dedicated to those coming to dinner, one only reads about people saying they cannot come...
I'm in and, if I had to guess, I'd say let's take advantage of the weekend! So, starting from the end of the month—using Sunday as a reference point just for convenience—of those who could come, how many would be interested on May 18th? How many on the 25th?
Let's put it to a vote and evaluate the potential turnout
I could do May 14th or May 20th and 21st, I would like to meet Simone and Paolo, I am from Albano so I am playing at home. Greetings, see you soon Danilo
