The Molten Italian edition

A quick science lesson first…..

The higher the humidity the hotter you feel

The reason being that the human body regulates its temperature

by evaporative cooling…..

…..so when it’s humid human beings feel hotter than when it’s

not because the rate at which perspiration evaporates from the

skin is lower when it’s humid (this being the method of cooling

the body)

Trust me on this…..

…..if you lie by a pool in LA you don’t get as hot as when you

lie by a pool in Italy where it’s humid despite the fact that the

absolute temperature is higher in LA

So herewith lies the G-man’s present predicament…..

He’s lounging around in La Dolce Vita and it’s f-ing hot

…..and he’s trying to keep cool and

…..despite his best endeavours and (almost) unlimited

quantities of Italian beer (Forst, if possible)

…..he’s still hot

…..the wrong kind ! ! ! ! !

I did witness a possible solution this evening when I saw a huge

dog accompanied by a small man walking through Piazza Garibaldi

…..the master dragged his owner to the fountain in the centre

of the square

…..and then stood under the shower of refreshing water…..

…..then sat down in the pooling water while the fountain rained

down on him

…..the owner remained attached by the lead to his master

…..and waited patiently

Meanwhile, countless evening strollers (passeggiatores) stopped in

wonderment and took photographs

Half an hour later the dog and his walker were still there so the

G-man wandered over…..

(in Italian) ‘What breed of do..’

I never finished the sentence

(in Italian) ‘New Foundland’

(again in Italian) ‘What’s..’

‘Otto’

This guy had heard it all before…..

…..on my approach he should have just turned round and barked

‘Look, it’s a Newfoundland called Otto, now sod off’

Anyway, if I happen to be reincarnated as a bowser I know exactly

how I intend to deal with clement conditions ! !

Having bade Otto and his owner goodnight I trucked down to my

favorite restaurant, ‘ai Trevisani’ and ate the best risotto ever…..

http://www.ristorantetrevisani.it

…..on this occasion, risotto con meloni (restaurant with melon)

To say that this is out of this world would be only a mild

exaggeration

Trust me, I’m a doctor / blogger

When describing the dishes on offer (there is no written menu)

the waiter stuck his finger in his cheek and twisted it when he

mentioned said risotto…..

…..this is how Italian children tell their parents they like

what they are eating

Enough said ! ! ! ! !

Meltingly yours,
G

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