Kita – Chapter 26 – Round and Round – Part 2

“Kita, I’ve asked myself the same quastion several times. It’s because we’re good people with good hearts and we give and believe in people. But unfortunately we sometimes make choices that aren’t right for us and we get hurt. But we learn from that and go forth stronger and better. Worked for me. I believe in you Kita.”

“Yeah. It’s a good trait that we have. It just sucks for us if it doesn’t end up working out. Thank you!!!”

“As a friend I am sorry this is happening to someone I care about but this is how we grow as people.”

“It’s definitely one of the hardest things I’ve had to deal with in my life. I know once I’m over it, I’ll look back and be so happy. It’s just getting there.”

“I’m sad for you, Kita but you’ll come out on the other side of this experience stronger and more wise.”

“I’m sad too. I really loved him and just wanted to make him happy. But we’re not good together.”

You’re right in your thinking, Kita. You’re already curing yourself. Just take some time and center yourself. Hold on dear. I’m worried about you.”

“I’ll be okay! Thank you though. I’m just going through some rough times.”

 

And it ends there…for now.

 

My girl has some issues. She’s struggling with the obvious loss of a long term and very deep love to her. She’s confused and lost. Why else would she be spinning like this right now. It has to be horrible. You’re in love with someone and then they leave you. This blog has been about that. I get it. If you’ve been following it, I went through that with Annabelle and it was awful. That was five years ago for me and of course after two years I was fine. But it took two years! Kita has the capacity even as a young girl to love very deeply. I know it’s alien to her to feel this way but I am all to familiar with the bitter burn and searing pain of lost love. It’s like the withdrawal symptoms from coming off drugs.

I’ve got my circle of friends and family. I’m fine now. I cut all of the crazy people out of my life and keep the borderline ones at arms length or in small doses. I can manage that.

But Kita has no idea to navigate that. It’s killing her, poor thing. Sadly she’ll just have to ride it out like we all have. Each and every one of us.

I’m doing everything I can to support her during this dark period. People need that and I’m in a position to do that now.

No more crazies. Just good people that are wounded and need me right now. I’m ready to offer whatever they need. If I charged by the hour I’d be a wealthy man.

But as long as I’m here on this Earth, if I can help people get through their pain and move forward with their lives then that’s what I’m going to continue to do.

I believe in you Kita. I love you. You don’t know it, but I do in my own way. I’ll get you through this. But sometimes I just feel like we’re going round and round.

Right now, Kita just needs my presence. Not my presents.

 

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Kita – Chapter 25 – Round and Round – Part 1

I was chilling at Cavanaugh’s Rittenhouse having my Monday lunch special. I get a text from Kita.

“My Mom said she looked at JR’s Facebook and it looks like he has a new girlfriend. So now I’m in a terrible mood. I wish she never told me.”

“Can you please ask your mother to refrain from looking at your ex’s social media and NOT tell you stuff like that again? You’re trying to heal!”

“I’m so sad.”

“I’m sorry dear. Pain is part of growing up. We appreciate our happiness more when we know sadness. It’s part of life. I know that doesn’t make you feel better but try to stay busy and surround yourself with good people.”

“I know and I know he didn’t treat me the way I deserve. But it makes me sad. I could’ve probably had another chance with him if I didn’t involve myself with Steve. And now Steve is gone too. I’m just really upset. Why is it taking so long to heal? I want this process to be over by now.”

You can’t rush the healing process. You have the capability to love deeply, Kita. That’s a good quality. I have it too. But since we love deeply it takes time for us to heal when love is ripped from out hearts. I’ve been through this a couple of times. Love and pain don’t work like a light switch no matter how much we want them to.”

I’m in so much pain right now. I miss him and now he has someone else and is okay. I don’t know what to do. I don’t even want to be alive right now. I’m so sad.”

“Oh God please no, Kita! Don’t say that! There are many people who love and care about you. Call a friend or family member. Write down your feelings. Please believe me, IT GETS BETTER. You’ll meet someone else and be fine. Maybe you just need to be single for a while and focus on yourself and heal.”

“I don’t know what I need but I need something because I can’t stand feeling this way.”

(I know what she needs….)

“You’re experiencing this kind of pain for the first time in your life, Kita. It’s always the worst the first time. I’ve been there. You almost can’t imagine that you can actually feel that much blackness.”

“I’ve felt this way for a long time. It somehow felt better this time around until I hear things about him and his life. And the fact that he’s doing alright and with new girls makes me feel sick. He gets to treat them nicely and loved and I’m just really sad. I miss him and being with him. It almost feels impossible at this point that I’ll ever move on. The entire year has been me trying to move on from him.”

“Maybe it was just photos of him with girls he knows hoping to make you jealous. Maybe he doesn’t have a girlfriend. It could all be an act or he’s simply rebounding. Focus on you, Kita. I’ll do whatever I can to help you get through this mess.”

“I don’t want to check to see because it will probably make me upset. I don’t really know. I don’t think it would be a new girlfriend because just last month he was in my phone. But I don’t know anymore with him. I know I shouldn’t be upset because it could be anything. I’m still bothered by it.”

“Of course you are. That’s a normal reaction. Try not to panic. I’ve been through this. It sucks. I don’t think he has a new girlfriend that fast. Don’t look at any of it. It will only cause you pain.”

“I don’t know. It’s probably better not to know any of it anyway. It just leaves my head spinning. Ugh, this really sucks. Really sucks. Nothing is really going good in my life right now. I thought I was okay because Steve helped alot. But he’s history too now.

“He’s an idiot because he squandered a great, smart girl like you Kita. We all want that which retreats from us. You have great value and there are plenty of men who would love the opportunity to date you.”

“Thanks for helping me. I just don’t understand why I keep getting hurt.”

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Kita – Chapter 24 – The Trends and The Ends

My father used to say that a man that could sit in a room by himself was a man that was truly at peace.

My lovely sprite strolled into the salon on Tuesday.

“I ended it with Steve today.”

At that moment I couldn’t be happier. This guy sucks. He’s a child that doesn’t know the sweet girl he has in his grasp. Of course he’s going to squander it. Just like the girls in my life that have dumped me in the past. They have this beautiful elegant diamond and they drop it in to the dirt.  (See: Annabelle – 2013 to 2014 – Nice to Meet You)  It’s textbook.  Cool people like me and Kita meet these people looking for love and peace and we make bad choices. We think these people will be like us and the backgrounds don’t match. We work hard and we shouldn’t have to. Love should be easy. Like between me Cherie.

It should just flow. I know I sound like a hypocrite now, but bear with me. This is phicklephilly. I have an amazing girlfriend but she is absent. I love that but I enjoy the company of all of these other women. How can I say no to a 21 year old smoking hot Asian baby?

I’m not doing anything wrong. Cherie and I have no contract. If she found out about this she would be broken hearted and dump me for sure, but that’s not happening. I have compartmentalized my life. Some of my readers will disagree with this move but hear me out.

No one is being hurt. I love Cherie. When I walk down the street with her I think WIFE. I shouldn’t have to sell this to any of you. I am loyal to her. But my heart is enormous and I get my energy from people.

I love to be alone and am one of the few that understands that. Most people can’t do that. I have always been able to disappear into my comic books, music and art alone and be completely happy.

My father used to say that a man that could sit in a room by himself was a man that was truly at peace.

I’d like to think that he could do that. He used to go to the basement and listen to his music and read his books and vanish into that. I know he was a tortured soul that could never get his head around what was wrong with him, but he tried to find solace in his alone time.

I know it.

I get my energy from people but my alone time is where I recharge Charles to be that guy you love hanging out with. Performance comes at a price, people. Do you really think I could do that at the level I could do them as a million dollar producer everywhere I go?

No. That shit comes from low self esteem and a need to combat your depression and anxiety so that you can go forward in your life. You feel worthless for many years in your life. More than most. Your siblings don’t understand. There’s no way they can see the world of pain you live in. It doesn’t exist in their world. But in your life you are paralyzed and in pain all of the time. Your life is a dark sphere of sadness and fear.

All you want is for someone pretty to talk to you. You draw pictures they might like. You pick up the guitar hoping to express your pain in music instead of violence. Your temper is bad when you’re young. Because you’re pissed off at your situation at being a victim your whole childhood. But you don’t offend like the bullies in your life. That’s the boys in the neighborhood. That comes at the end of your fathers’s words and hand. You feel the searing pain of a prison you can’t escape from. You can never escape. But someday you will. You will walk out of that shithole.

You learned a lot in the shadow of your sadness. But with no drugs and no therapy you fixed yourself. You cobbled together the best Frankenstein you could with what you had left.

You’re a sunny person. You meet other sunny people in your life. You embrace them.

The sunniest person you’ve recently met is little Kita.

She’s beautiful. Fragile. Good. Kind. You embrace her and just want to be near her.

You’re old motherfucker. You’re 55. She’s 21 you pig.

She keeps coming to you. Spending hours at the salon. She drinks your advice. You’ve taken her out to dinner.

Yet you resist.

She’s a confused young girl. Just off a three year dress rehearsal with a foolish boy who needs to grow up, and then rebounding into another blue collar loser.

Kita tells me about her time with Steve.

It’s awful.

Who is raising these new minor asshole boys?

She sits in the salon telling me about their courtship. She would hang at his house and watch Netflix. His friends are always around and he loves working on cars and she sits around bored while he works on car. He smells like a garage.

He never took her out. I can smell the failure here. Never took her on an actual date. No lunch. No dinner. No movies. Nothing. What a loser.

She’s just sitting there as he works on his car.

He was just a rebound bad decision.

I am saving her family from this loser asshole. So young.

It’s the new now. These fools can send a message to lovely girls and get their attention after their relationships have failed with other dudes. All on some some hollow, social media dating profile.

Vulnerable girl is so wounded and she takes the bait. Here she comes. Then she tries to heal herself with you. You send out your best representative and off you go. Romance ensues. Then she gets to know you and you fuck it up because you’re a mess you poor boy.

You have the lovely perfect girlfriend that we all want and you take a shit on that because you’re a moron.

I am appalled by this behavior and absolutely amazed that you would actually do that to a lovely gentle girl.

She’s so beautiful… how could you lose her?

But off you go with your destruction… thank you for making room for the big sharks to come in and spend time with this pretty baby. I stand back on my mountain and can’t believe my good fortune.

Steve….. even at your young age I feel bad for you. Big old great white shark is about to snatch your baby seal from you.

You can’t even even see it coming you little boy… But Kita is going to Dave an Busters with me and I’m going to kiss her and eventually more. Sorry dude. That’s the universe unfolding as it should.

To the victors go the spoils.

 

It’s Wednesday and I miss Cherie, but I miss Kita too. I love Cherie. I do. But I think about with my time with Kita. Hate me if you want but I love Cherie. She rocks and she’s the girl I want to end with. But come on…Kita is hot as hell. I can’t resist her. Little Asian baby that could destroy my life. Why wouldn’t want that? I’m so torn.

I love Cherie. I would marry her. She is absolutely amazing.

Then there’s Kita.

I want Kita

I’m so fickle.

 

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Kita – Chapter 22 – The Rising Tide – Part 2

“Just take some time for yourself. Befriend time. Because it takes time to heal.”

She hung out at the salon for three hours today! I love having her here. She’s such a pleasure to chat with and spend time with. She tells me how grateful she is that she has someone that can help her get through this mess.

“I hate men.”

“Excuse me?”

“I hate boys.”

“That’s better.”

“All of these boys are just awful!”

“Maybe this is the time for you to take a break from dating and just work on yourself and try to heal. Then when the pain passes, you’ll be ready to commit to a meaningful relationship with someone who’ll treat you with love and respect.”

“You’re right.”

“Just take some time for yourself. Befriend time. Because it takes time to heal.”

“Thank you. Hey, why don’t you ever send anyone into Room 5?”

“Go look.”

“I can go in there?”

“Yea.”

Kita walks over and opens the door. “Hey, there’s no tanning bed in here! What’s it for?”

“We were going to buy an additional stand up unit and put it in there but we found we didn’t really need it. So now it’s just storage for the most part.”

“Hey, what’s this?”

“What’s what?”

“C’mere.”

I walk around the counter and head over to room 5. “What’s…?”

“Close the door.”

I gotta watch the front.”

“This won’t take long.”

Then Kita came close to me and we kissed. I gently held her lovely face in my hands and kissed her ripe lips. Then, again. And again. She then hugged my tightly.

“You better go.”

I’m always a little shell shocked when I kiss this eastern beauty. I’m totally falling for her. I quickly get back to the counter and regain some of my composure. Some customers walk in and they’re none the wiser. Kita steps out of 5 smiling slyly, and quietly closing the door behind her. She pads across the floor like a cat and sits in the waiting area.

I like these little kissing sessions we’ve shared. This is a virtuous woman that’s only been intimate with one dude and he’s history. The new guy’s messing up already and will probably screw up this once in a lifetime chance to be with this beautiful little chick. So the old lion will just lie quietly in the tall grass and wait for this little gazelle to get too close one day. But she’s a confused young girl who needs a mentor right now, not another predator.

I’m extremely patient.

Kita stays until closing just chatting away with me. She’s been here for three hours!

“Wanna come to Honeygrow with me?”

“Of course, Kita.”

We lock up and head over to the restaurant. Honeygrow is about thinking different when it comes to their approach, their style + their people. Founded by Justin Rosenberg in Philadelphia in 2012, Honeygrow brings people together over the highest quality, wholesome, simple foods. As a newly converted proponent of a plant-based diet and tired of the mediocrity in both food and experiences presented by many of the older + emerging fast dining options, Justin decided to leave the cubicle world, train in a fine-dining kitchen, and pursue a life that spoke to his passion: Creating awesome things through the lens of nourishing foods. People love Honeygrow in this city. The place is always mobbed during the day. This is where the young people of this city eat now. MacDonald’s Wendy’s, Taco Bell and Burger King are still around and churning out the hit’s but the healthy minded urban professional eat at places like this now. Hip City Vedge, Snap Kitchen, and Sweet Green are just some of the new cool, healthy places to grab a bite in Philly.

The city is changing and I’m getting older. But all these pretty girls that roll in and out of my life all stay the same age!

Kita is chattering on about how she’s so confused about Steve’s behavior. I feel it won’t be long for him. Poor fool has no idea what he’s passing up. To have the virtuous, clean love of this gorgeous, fit lady and eventually have the honor to make love with her. Idiot! He’s blowing it! He’s causing drama and problems where none were there before. I’ll just be here for her and listen.

We munch our salads and I realize this is the first time I’ve ever been in one of these places. It’s pretty nice! I should eat better.

Kita glances about quickly and takes my hand. Looking me in the eyes she says softly; “Thank you… for everything!”

I smile back gazing into her lovely almond eyes. “Of course, my dear.

 

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Kita – Chapter 21 – The Rising Tide – Part 1

I was working my usual Sunday at the salon. It was totally dead that day. Probably less than a dozen people came in the whole time we were open. But around 2pm the ‘ray of sunshine’ came strolling in.

She’s obviously distressed about something. I think I can guess what it is. It’s either ex-boyfriend, JR or new clown Steve.

I am correct on both counts. She’s going on about how Steve is being an ass. He’s saying things like how he needs to take a step back from Kita because she’s not over JR yet. These young guys nowadays are so insecure. He’s creating problems where there aren’t any. This dude needs to chill out.

I do learn some new things about Kita. Her first love was a kid back when she was around 16. They got serious and fooled around a little bit but she wasn’t ready to have her V card punched yet. (Always good to avoid those pesky statutory rape laws!)

That relationship lasted only 6 months. Her heart was broken. She was really sad and wasn’t eating. Her mother was really worried about her. Kita loves passionately and when it ends she’s devastated. I’ve been there.

Her mom put her on Escitalopram to combat her depression. She’s still on it today. I don’t know how I feel about that but if it helps keep Kita healthy, it’s none of my business. I’ll do some research about the drug.

Anyway then she met JR and fell deeply in love with him. I think they were together for over six months before she had sex for the very first time. JR relieved her of her virginity and she was hooked. She remained happily in a relationship with him until recently. Most of this year has spent with them fighting, breaking up, getting back together and then drifting further apart. Now it’s over and although he may have moved on, she hasn’t.

Sure, she’s seeing Steve but has made it clear she is not over her ex and needs time to heal. Initially he said he was fine with it. She also made it clear that there would absolutely not be any sexual activity.

I love Kita’s virtue.

She has also made it clear that they are not an item. They’re not in a relationship. She just needs time to heal and move forward with her life.

Things were going okay for awhile, until last weekend. He said something about being mad at his friend about something and he wouldn’t share it with her. Which is fine but he started acting weird the whole weekend. It was if he had been able to send out his best representative and maintain that character for a month or so. Then his true self emerged and he started being mean to Kita. He would ignore her, and just be moody and down right mean.

Of course she’s telling me all of this drama and it’s just exhausting for me. But I really care about Kita and I’m happy when she’s blowing up my phone about this guy. Normally I would hate it, but she’s such a lovely babe, I just love chatting with her and try to help her with my advice.

 

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Kita – Chapter 16 – First Date – Part 4

The food comes and it’s amazing. I share some of my chicken with her because she says she loves chicken. I like sharing my food with her. There’s something intimate about that.

We discuss her ex a bit more. I make it clear to her why shouldn’t text him or reach out in any way. He doesn’t deserve it after the way he treated this little flower. We also discuss the new guy that’s she’s been dating, Steve. I can tell she knows he’s nice but the indelible stain of JR is still on her heart. She again says that they are in no way an item. I like that. This poor girl’s in a vulnerable state of mind. But I must keep my black wings tucked for now.

She’s excited to see her younger sister Jina on Saturday. She’s on the rowing team at her school and Kita is going to see her race on the Schuylkill River. She and her sister are both very close.

After dinner I tell her that we must get the flight of gelato. She agrees, and we check the menu and decide on what flavors we want to sample. The flight is a line of six long spoons and each one has a dollop of deliciousness on it.

We settle on the following: Pistachio, (of course!) Caffe, Cannolo, Fondente, Bacio, and Tiramisu. All amazing. I thought they were just going to bring out just the one plate and we’d share but our server rolls up with TWO plates of six spoons.

“Oh my gosh… I have to take a picture of this!” squeals Kita.

We take our forks and start to pick at each one. I love food like this. Just small portions, and each one has it’s own creamy unique flavor. Each mouthful makes you feel different than the one before. Like a Beatles album. This is clearly the encore to a wonderful meal with a beautiful young lady.

After dessert the bill comes and she wants to help. I love that she even asked. If you’ve been reading this blog you’ll know that I’ve been on dozens of dates and many of these women don’t even offer. I have no intention of letting Kita pay. I insist because I’m the one who asked her out to dinner and she’s the poor, Raman noodle eating college sophomore. That, and the fact that she’s a young, smoking hot baby.

Since I get the hookup there, the bill was only $60! Kita doesn’t drink, so that right there is a huge savings. Drinks can easily add $40 to your bill. Kita doesn’t know it but she’ll never have to pay when she’s out with me. I’m just honored to be in the presence of this girl. She could hang out with whoever she wants at her age, but tonight she chose me and I’m going to do whatever necessary to please her.

The best part up to this moment is when we were talking about next time. Next time. I’ve been in sales my whole life. Any good salesman knows that when you get the first meeting you always set up the second meeting before you leave. A, B, C… Always Be Closing! I don’t set a specific date for our next foray into food, but I do discuss how great the noodles and pot stickers are at Dan Dan over on 16th street. Plus, my buddy Norm will give us the hookup.

We gather our coats and thank everyone for everything and tell them how wonderful the entire experience has been. The general manager even came by to make sure we were happy. This could be my new go-to spot to romance ladies.

We get outside and we can feel the snap in the air of the October evening.

“Ooohh… I miss Florida!”

She calls for an Uber and we walk down to 16th street to catch it.

“Thank you so much for a lovely evening, Charles.”

We hug and I can smell the jasmine in her hair.

“Wait…” She takes my face in her tender hands. “Come closer.”

That’s the moment she kissed me on the lips. They are full and warm against mine. This takes me by surprise and my heart skips a beat or two. It’s not a sexual kiss. Just a firm thankful, pressing kiss and then slow release.

“Thank you, Charles.” Her lovely almond eyes glisten in the evening light. Her mouth curves into a mischievous grin. She seems to be enjoying the look of mute awe on my startled face.”

“See ya!”

She hops in the car and she’s off.

I’m stunned beyond words. Dopamine has dropped and the euphoria takes my spirit. I turn and do the slow motion Reservoir Dogs walk down 16th street as I light a cig and pull deeply upon it.

Wow. Just…Wow.

I text her. “Had a great time tonight! Text me when you get home safe.”

Fifteen minutes later I’m home in my chair.

“Thanks so much for dinner, Charles!!!! It was awesome and super good!! (Emoji with little hearts for eyes) I just made it back!”

I smile and take a sip of wine. Maiden voyage has been a success. The universe is unfolding as it should.

 

 

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Kita – Chapter 15 – First Date – Part 3

I’m resolute. I’ve been writing about Kita for awhile but I’m in a relationship with Cherie. If you read the last post about Cherie you’ll know that we are all guns blazing. But the distance between Cherie and all of her problems have been causing my girlfriend a lot of pain. I can’t fix any of that. I know that’s impossible. If Cherie wants to keep me in her life she needs to keep doing what she does. I like it this way. I see her and then she goes away. So I can send out my best representative for years on end. Instead of this drunken womanizer down here in Philly.

I know life is a nightmare for her right now. She’s a survivor and I am confident that she can get through school and do what she was born to do. Help little kids get better through her help. I love her for that and I love that she’s a good mother, but most of all I love that she is a sexual animal. (That, and she’s a really sweet woman)

I would marry her. I swear to God I would. That’s how good she is. I can already sense that she would be the best wife imaginable if I could just set her up in the best scenario imaginable.

I would do that because I believe she’s that good. She and her family just need a break.

Anyway… back to my fickle infidelity.

I get to Gran Caffe L’ Aquila. I tell the hostess my name and ask for Luciano, my favorite bartender. He’s at the back bar. I greet him and the owner with the word, Ciao!

I get a glass of Chardonnay and sit at the bar. I text Kita and tell her I’m at the restaurant at the back bar and the hostess is expecting her.

“Okay! I’m almost there. See you soon!”

Gran Caffe L’Aquila was a landmark cafe located on Piazza Duomo in the capital city of the Abruzzo region. In 2007 Gran Caffe L’Aquila won cafe of the year for all of Italy, but was then tragically damaged in the devastating earthquake of 2009 which destroyed the city. In 2012 the original owners Stefano Biasini (Gelato Champion of Italy) and Michele Morelli (Award winning Italian Coffee Roaster) met Local restaurateur Riccardo Longo (Award winning regional Italian food and wine director) which led to the rebirth of one of Italy’s most beloved cafes in Philadelphia.

The entire restaurant was designed and built in Italy and shipped over for installation. After 3 years of design and build out the most authentic Italian cafe in America was opened on December 24th 2014. The 1st floor is an authentic Italian bar and the second floor features the restaurant, wine bar, cultural and language school, as well as the coffee and gelato labs.

I’m sipping my wine and in rolls baby. She comes up to me and I leap off the bar stool and give her a hug. She looks just as beautiful as ever. She’s wearing a black top and little white shorts that showcase her caramel legs. I haven’t seen her since she did her last double dip. (Spray tan and a UV session) She’s looking especially dark. I’m sure she’s loving that because that’s her thing. I cash out with Luciano and head upstairs with Kita. I’m behind her as we follow the hostess. She takes us through the bar and out to a private balcony with only one table for two on it. I’m in Heaven and feel so grateful already. One: That this is the first time I’ve ever asked a client out on a date, and she accepted and showed up on time. Two: My date is a pretty twenty-one year old coed. And finally, Three: I’ve got the best table in the house!

We sit down and they bring us a couple of waters and menus. On the first page of the menu each week they take the cuisine from a different town or region in Italy and prepare and serve it. The waiter goes over that whole section with us. It’s sort of the specials on any other menu but fancier and more creative.

I order another glass of chardonnay and of course ask her is she wants anything. She declines and says the following:

“I have Asian Glow.”

“Asian Glow?”

“Yea, my body doesn’t produce the enzyme to break down alcohol, so I get really drunk on just a little bit and I can get sick.”

“No worries. I just thought you had a glow because you’re so cute.”

I’ll have to research what Asian Glow is because I’ve never heard of it.

Anyway, the waiter leaves us to peruse our menus. It’s a huge menu with an array of choices. I can see Kita wasn’t kidding when she says she doesn’t get out much. This poor little college kid is overwhelmed with all of the choices. I cruise the whole menu and most of it is wine in the back few pages. They have a huge collection of wines.

The server comes back and Kita has a few questions and then sends him off again. I know what I want. I’m going to have the Pollo Al Mattone, which is a half chicken roasted under a terracotta brick, with asparagus and rosemary potatoes. I don’t mind how long it takes Kita to make up her mind. I just get the pleasure of sitting here admiring her beauty.

She finally settles on the Salmone In Placc, which is fire grilled Scottish salmon, herb crust served on a cedar plank. She also gets a side of broccoli rabe. Now we’re all set.

We obviously chat about tanning, and I tell her what’s been going on with the salon and the fitness center. She’s talking about school and how her mid-terms are at the end of the week.

“Are you ready?”

“Yea, but I’m going to be studying all of tomorrow.”

“Well, I want to thank you for having dinner with me tonight. I know I used to refer to you as Top 5, and then later #1. Because you really are a great girl, Kita. Incidentally, you’re the first client I’ve ever asked out to dinner.”

Her eyes twinkle. “Well I’m flattered you asked me, Charles.” She smiles. “This place is so nice. I would never go to a place like this. Thank you so much for taking me here.”

“It’s truly my pleasure, Kita.”

 

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