O Solo Me-Oh: An Italian Underground Dinner by Myself
By Caroline Pardilla
The great thing about foodie media events is that I inevitably run into other bloggers who I know, so whether I can bring a plus one or not is never really an issue cuz I’ll always have someone to hang out with. But when I got invited to chef Amy Jurist’s Underground Italian dinner at an uber swank home (did Frank Lloyd Wright design that?) north of Sunset Boulevard and wasn’t allowed to bring a plus one and I didn’t know of any other bloggers going, I got nervous. Hey, I’m really shy and HORRIBLE at small talk. “SO, it was sunny today….um.”
But she assured me in email that because of my post, some of my crackheads had already reserved some spots so that I would of course have some folks to talk to. But, the thing is, I don’t know EVERYone who reads my blog and I’ve found that sometimes they don’t want to talk to me for some reason. I decided to just force myself through the dinner though. Hey, if you don’t try anything new or uncomfortable, you’ll never grow, right?