New to the Market.

Hello all. This is my first official blog. Is anyone going to read it? Who knows. All I know is how much I enjoy reading about my girl MG's weekend excursions/drunken escapades!! She's a blogger extraordinare and I thought I'd give it a whirl. I don't dare say my life is even half as interesting as hers is, but it's somewhat enjoyable.

So last night I went to dinner in the North End with some friends from the bar I work at.(For those who don't know Boston, the North End is our version of Little Italy. Great restaurants, great cafes, a super cool cigar bar, and the home of the best freakin' pizza place on the planet: Regina's. This is not open for debate!! Until you've had Regina's pizza, you haven't really had pizza! I'm salivating just thinking about it!! Seriously!! No seriously!! But I digress).

Unfortunately, we didn't go to Regina's (hence the salivating) but we did go to one of my other favorites in the neighborhood: Bella Vista on Hanover Street. I love this place for three reasons: 1) Excellent food (the meat sauce is to die for), 2) Great wine list, 3) Awesome value. My one complaint? The bald guy who served us!! I can't tell you how many times I've been in this place and had this seemingly eternally miserable man as our server. And he's the son of the owner!! I don't know him or anything, but it seems to me he has plenty to be happy about. Like how about the fact that he's probably going to inherit this place and be set for life!! I'd be pretty stinking happy about that!!

Anyway, I thought that with my gals in tow, we'd somehow be able to get this guy to at least crack some semblence of a smile. We're all cute, all funny, and are, of course, great tippers. No dice. My friend Meri went to sit down and discovered her chair rocked. So she got up to switch it with one from the table behind her and the guy GLARED at her with the evilest of eyes.When she jokingly explained that she was too hungover to be sitting in a chair that rocked, the guy growled "OK." Excuse me, is this thing on?

We loved the food and wine and because of this, still gave him about a 25 percent tip. (Could have been way more if he had any kind of personality!!). Argh!! Burns my brain!! I just don't understand why people like him work in the industry. I certainly don't make money by being miserable!!

Anyway, signing off by offering the following:

My top five favorite places to eat in the North End:
1) Pizzeria Regina's (duh!)
2) Maurizio's
3) Bella Vista (beware of the evil bald man!)
4) Lucca
5) Modern Pastry (Mike's is a fraud!).

Peace, love, equality, and all that good stuff.