The previous day had been so overwhelming and busy we slept in quite late the next morning, not in any particular rush to get anywhere. We lingered about our apartment before going for a late breakfast at what was already becoming our regular morning hangout: Bar Spritz. Some mornings it was a cafe and a brioche, but on a later morning, one of their savory croissants or sandwiches was more in order to start the day. If we arrived early, there was a tiny old lady who would show up about 9:30 for her morning birra. When teased she would profusely deny the appropriateness of anything heavy to drink (god forbid grappa!) early in the day. But beer? Totally perfecto in the morning. One glass and she’d be off for the day’s errands.
About the Author
The "South Jersey Foodie" is Nicole Pellegrini, sometimes known as sockii. She enjoys life as a writer, artist, webmaster, crafter and avid food-lover living in some of the last vestiges of active farmland in Gloucester County, New Jersey. She shares her home with her partner David, a podiatrist in Woodbury NJ and their six cats: Peanut, Norman, Sammo, Mischief, George and Benny.I believe in enjoying life - and that includes enjoying as many different kinds and styles of food as possible. I am an omnivore with a personal passion for small, sustainable, ethical farming and natural foods. I have little patience for the "Food Police" or those who advocate that one dietary plan is the only "right" one for everyone. Find your personal balance and conscience; make food a joy in your life - that's my motto.
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