Davide Cassenti

Davide Cassenti

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Archive for January, 2009

Georgian hospitality part II

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

I always forget how far it is Chavchavadze ave. from my house in Saburtalo: I wouldn’t have said to Tako “let’s go by foot„ if it was so. We went there walking for some business at the Magti office and then she suggested me to try a good georgian restaurant for lunch. The place is called მაჭახელი (Machaxeli) and you can find different ones in Tbilisi: the one we chosed is located near Marjanishvili street. The menu was not full of different foods and it was written in georgian only: not a problem to read, quite more problematic to understand the meanings of what there’s written; but with Tako’s help I managed to order: 1 acheruli xachapuri, 2 ghvezeli kartopilit e 10 pilmeni.

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Yes, it is terribly much, but I was sure everything would have been smaller: anyway was really so good, even if I couldn’t manage to eat all those stuffs, that I went out the restaurant really happy and satisfied. After that I was invited to Tako’s house: when she said me, after the big lunch, my reaction was like “nooo, your mom will give me food again!„, but I couldn’t refuse and we went there. Mom really tried to do so, but I could have just a tea without die.

On the table there was an ashtray: when I saw it I said it was nice, looking like a dice. The result: after 5 minutes her mom had already washed it and put in a little bag to give me as a present! I think next time I will say I like much something like a television. Tako’s gave me a really nice present as well: some photos she made, with a dedication behind each of them really nice and lovely; appreciated really very much.

We went then again out for a walk on the hills of Tbilisi: the view from there was wonderful, but unfortunately my camera’s battery was over and I could take just some photos with my mobile phone. Then we returned down to Tavisupleba square and we saw off; I then met my friend Mzika, talking about serious things like the was in Israel (she’s a journalist, and what a serious one!) drinking something together in a nice evening of Tbilisi.

And at last, time to go home: but since I was not happy enough, I decided to face the freezing cold and to go to the pizzeria “Fantastico”. I should say that it worthed, because the place is really nice, with live music, a beautiful waitress and a very good pizza!

Everybody wants to know Italian

Sunday, January 4, 2009

I am not getting used of the georgian timezone at all: I still wake up quite late and go to bed in the deep night and today my day started in the afternoon. Using the bus to go to the downtown, in the famous Rustaveli avenue of Tbilisi, lets me save a lot of money: it seemed harder, but once you are able to read a bit of georgian the problems vain. Since I was in advance for the meeting with my friend at 4pm, and knowing the punctuality of georgians as well, I decided to have a walk to buy something. Finally time came and it is a shame that we had lunch at Mc Donald’s even if we are in Georgia, but thanks to Mzika‘s idea to meet there and to my hungryness I had to: inevitable.

Second Mzika’s idea was to bring me in my less favorite place of Tbilisi: shops around Dinamo stadium. But I have to say, and I am not telling it because she can read this page, that I changed my mind about it, since I now know how to get there and I easily found a very nice hat for my friend Elisa who asked me petulantly (ok just kidding, but I loved this word) and another present for Natia: you can find amost everything there and at the end of our shopping I was invited at Natia’s house.

Going there was quite easy, even if the taxi driver didn’t bring me exactly where I was supposed to go, but anyway I didn’t get lost and the evening was very nice: we had a good dinner and I also tasted some strange georgian sauces, called ტყემალი (tyemali). Coming back was a little more complicated, since I had to change the metro at some point, but at last was easier than I thought; but I went down at the wrong stop.

Fortunately I discovered this immediatly and I did not went out of the metro station; while I was waiting for the next train, a woman came near me asking me to give her my phone for a call. Mysteriously I got it, but since I was not sure I said her that I was not georgian and once she asked me where I am from, she said me she was studying italian and she knew it a bit: amazing, everyone wants to know our language! And the most funny thing was that we then begun to talk, her in italian and me in georgian: after some more study I will be able to live here.

At last I didn’t get lost, if anyone is interested: I got home and I wrote this little page in my sweet home in Saburtalo.