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A 'contessino' to the Court of St. Stephen Cesano Maderno

Written by CinziaTosini

You will say: "A contessino the Court Santo Stefano ... Cinzia, but in what sense?!"Let me explain ...

Therefore, I often meet again with people with whom I have worked extensively in the past. What amuses me somewhat, especially because they often find themselves in front of a totally different person, let's say you ... much more, I would say a much more pleasant and smiling. This is because until a few 'years ago, I was a coordinator battened Viking forced to stand up to a lot 'of doctors (some rebels), and then I had to make the tough.. (to pretend, rather, then seriously!) 😉

That said, after yet another invitation to a 'contessino' (then you will understand why I call it), I decided to accept accompanying him to dinner. In fact, the subject in question, which at the time I worked, is an intelligent and committed to fighting injustice by writing and not just. I was just a little 'reluctant for his ways, that, as my father said, are the classic attitudes 'Bausch'. For those who do not know him, this term Lombard dialect, is used in an ironic sense to refer to a person who airs.

Anyway, taking a cue from one of the protagonists of the Italian Risorgimento, the beautiful Gigogin, and as I sometimes define my dear friend Giorgio Ferrari, daghela a step ahead, from the chorus of the song that reminds her for her courage in making a step towards the foreign oppressor.

Obviously there are not oppressors here, say more foreign, since the contessino snubbing the area where I live wanted me to take him to dinner in Gran Milan! Seee ... I pull it out of the spider, it is neither…!

Worship Milano (apart from the traffic), and I love the challenges! So I told him: “Caro, in the first place if you want me to take steps, and second, we go to eat in my part!"The contessino, surrendered to my will, had to pull out his' torpedo’ as he calls it, and it was decided to pick me up! Third! 😉

Answered the question you know where I took? Well, we went to dinner in an old courtyard in the old town of Cesano Maderno, the Court Santo Stefano. Il malmostoso, after complaining for doing two-step walk, and after stating that he did not eat fish because as a child he had remained a bone in the throat, we gave up and followed me.

In the meantime, in my mind one thought ... I can do it not tonight!

But just think ', the 'contessino scribe golfer doctor' has enjoyed everything! From quaint place by the ancient walls, until the aperitif in the basement.

As far as I'm concerned, as well as to introduce it with those who have followed the dinner-citizen as a man with the snobbish, I removed also the satisfaction to correct when, asking the clerk in a room Barbera, I replied: “Sinstitutions nobleman, which is said to be the Barbera!” Ehhh… when ce vo 'ce vo'!

But not ended! While I gustavo a chickpea soup and mussels could not help saying: “Cynthia, but you eat the mussels! But do you trust!"Uhh ... I said signur ebbasta!

My meal ended with a 'Miascia Como', a typical cake made with bread, amaretti, My, pere, raisins served on a sauce of persimmon, and, an ever-present glass of liqueur liquorice I love!

Boys night ... luckily that, as for Cinderella, the spell is gone midnight! Obviously joke, all in all I really enjoyed it! 🙂

 

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