Festa Italiana: Gelato Amore
June 29, 2008 at 10:45 pmDC, Exteriors, Food, People
It was a busy and productive Sunday for us, most of it revolving around food and European cultures, two very great and wonderful things to revolve a Sunday around in my opinion. We checked out the Festa Italiano this morning at the Italian Cultural Society on 3rd and F St. It was small, but the food options were awesome. I had some coconut gelato and some of the most delicious pizza I’ve ever had in DC… deliciously salty dough and globs of mozzarella cheese. Matt also went for an Italian sausage and mango gelato while we watched some Italian men play– and teach — some onlookers how to play Bocci ball. Check the rest of the photo set on Flickr.
Next stop was the National Building Museum to check out the Eero Saarinen exhibit. I had been meaning to get over to this for awhile now because of my involvement on one of the the plaster models that is on display there. Awhile ago my company was contacted to create a 3-D computer model of the TWA Terminal, which is one of Saarinen’s works. I was part of a team of 3-D artists that created the model of the terminal. We sent it to another company that creates plaster-printed scale models of buildings. So that was cool to see a small part of my work on display.
Third stop was the Green Turtle in Chinatown to watch the Euro Cup finals. I was surprised at the number of both Spain and Germany soccer fans that were there, and it made for an exciting atmosphere in which to eat wings and watch the game.
This was not enough to satisfy our soccer quota for the day, so we went to watch the Homeless World Cup… more on that in the next posting…
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June 29th, 2008 at 11:51 pm
Sounds like an absolutely wonderful Sunday! I love your photo! But who’s going to believe that these guys ever spent a lot of time under the sun as Roman soldiers? ;D
June 30th, 2008 at 7:13 am
I do like this photograph.
My ancestors were in a Roman legion and most are buried in Britain.
When I see something like this photo I am thinking about them.
I wonder what it must have felt like to get stabbed or sliced open with a sword.
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