This began on arrival with the well orchestrated attempts by the staff not to notice we were waiting in the lobby. This wasn't personal to us, they played the same game with everyone who arrived. Their best effort was 12 minutes of a couple waiting, we were sat in only 5 minutes. Locals (or perhaps regulars) knew better and would just walk in and sit down without any of the anxious waiting in the lobby. Pepino, the owner, a man in his 60s, seemed to be meant to be the maître d' waiting at the front desk in the lobby. But he was to busy running round like crazy after the waiting or kitchen staff - or indeed his two sons who looked as if they had just come for dinner but got roped in anyway.
Clearly Pepino was also the one who was due to answer the phone and take reservations. On one occasion when the phone had rung and rung one of the kitchen staff picked it up and carried it through the restaurant, still ringing, calling Pepino.
An American guy arrived on his own, after waiting for 10 minutes in the lobby he asked if he could arrange take-away. Pepino said yes and gave him a menu. 15 minutes later he came back and asked him what he wanted. As well as Pizza he wanted a litre of 'Diet Coke' Pepino was perplexed, not knowing what this was. The American explained it was Coke without sugar. Finally one of the diners came in from the patio part of the restaurant and Explained that it was 'Coke Light' mystery resolved. The guys pizza eventually arrived, but he foolishly let the staff member go before paying. It was another 10 minutes before he was able to pay. This was only achieved when one of the waiters went to take his money and Pepino leapt out as this was his job.






An excellent way to spend our last night in Rome.
We then walked back the two miles to the hotel, and guess what we saw as we approached the roundabout near our hotel, yes, you've guessed it - a laundrette (see my earlier post for an explanation of us searching for one). We laughed at out own stupidity, to be looking for one online when a physical one was about 200 yards from the hotel door. Luckily it opens at 8.00 a.m. tomorrow, so we can be there before the last of our clothes are dirty!
We then walked back the two miles to the hotel, and guess what we saw as we approached the roundabout near our hotel, yes, you've guessed it - a laundrette (see my earlier post for an explanation of us searching for one). We laughed at out own stupidity, to be looking for one online when a physical one was about 200 yards from the hotel door. Luckily it opens at 8.00 a.m. tomorrow, so we can be there before the last of our clothes are dirty!
Brilliant! So much fun!! I love the way you think we will know the Italian for things not as erudite as yourselves some of us LOL I am the one usually standing by the menu on the window trying to work out what has dead animals or something that once had a face in it so I can avoid it!! :-) lin
ReplyDeleteI've been surprised at how well I have managed menus. I always joked I could do food in four languages (French, Italian, Spanish and English) and it seems to be being proved right, just a pity I can't speak more of the languages, pointing and grunting is not as effective. Worse still is trying to say something and being looked at in a baffled way - this tends to happen more in French than in the other three.
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