Daily Archives: 11 January, 2010

In which Dino learns to be a real little bastard

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I’m sitting in the bedroom on my computer.

I have been there for about an hour.

I go to the kitchen to make a cup of tea and notice, as I go through the lounge, that the latest DVD I received by post is on the floor and not on the footstool.  I pick it up, idly thinking that I thought it had still been in it’s cardboard wrapper.

It had been.  The cardboard wrapper is now in pieces in the dog basket in the kitchen.  At this point I also notice that there is the wrapper from a bar of chocolate (which had also been on the footstool) in the basket too.  The silver paper, almost intact, is on the floor.  I let out an involuntary ‘Oh, nooooo!’, at which point Dino slinks away, head down, tail between his legs.  I know it’s him and worry only about the fact that he’s not supposed to eat chocolate.

That was Sunday.

This morning, I sit by the computer for only 15 minutes, drinking my coffee.  When I arrive in the kitchen to wash my mug, I see, in the dog basket, two Videos and the remains of the back pages of the IKEA catalogue.  Then, as I am picking it out of the basket, I see also the remains of the Baci (chocolates) box.  Then I see a half opened, half eaten box of dates.

All these had been on the footstool in the lounge and it must have been the first thing he went for when we returned from our walk.

And, today, the cleaner will be in.  And I left the shortcake biscuits on the footstool.  And the cleaner won’t know that Dino is not searching for things on there.  I am resigned to there being no shortcake biscuits in the lounge now.

This, of course, has to be stopped.

Unless, like it was for Rufus when we still had Ben, we find that it is not the puppy but the older dog wot dun it!

But, somehow, I doubt it.

So, now, I have to put something to tempt him and watch carefully in order to stop it – before it becomes an automatic habit.  Damn!

Ristorante Leon d’Oro

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As you may know, if you’ve been reading this blog for a while, I really like the Imperiale – a Chinese restaurant around the corner from my place (link on the side).  It is the only Chinese that makes Chinese food more or less the same as the UK and, in particular, it does Peking Duck (you know, rolled in pancakes with plum sauce and stuff).

I have been there a lot.  Run by a husband and wife team, the husband was always experimenting with dishes, trying a mix of Japanese, Chinese and Thai ingredients and, every time we went, would encourage us to try the dish that he had made that day.  He had talked often about his wish to open up another restaurant to make only these type of ‘fusion’ dishes.

Finally, he did.  The restaurant near to Piazza Repubblica (Via Adda, 3) is called Ristorante Leon d’Oro.  We were there on Friday night with S&N.

The place is cool; the décor with all the stone, black and soft lighting, reminding one more of a trendy discotheque than a restaurant.  I booked and as soon as I gave my name he asked ‘Is that Andy from the Imperiale?’  He was then going to give us one of the ‘smoking’ rooms but I declined as the other two of our party were non-smokers.

We got there and he recognised us (well, some of us) from the Imperiale.  We looked through the menu, unsure of what to try.  He had Asian Fusion as well as straight Chinese, Japanese and Thai selections on the menu.  He took our order but since we were unsure of what to have he suggested stuff.

And the stuff was quite delicious.  I cannot remember everything but there was soft-shelled crab in a kind of Japanese sushi style, little rolls of rice surrounding the pieces of crab; fried prawn on a stick of sugar cane; a kind of tempura of vegetables but smaller than normal tempura; a carpaccio of raw fish.

For the mains, N & I chose the Peking Duck because, well, we knew it would be the same as the Imperiale and it is impossible to resist although we promised to be more adventurous next time.  F had a parcel of orata, steamed with vegetables wrapped in a banana leaf (or something like that) which was truly divine.

I’d give a miss on the sweets though.  Asian sweets are never truly inspiring, in my opinion, with the exception of Thai rice pudding, done with coconut milk.  In this case I had crepes which were far too heavy.  S had strawberry fritters (like caramelised banana fritters but with large strawberries).  Nice idea but still too heavy.

And we had some digestivi – grappa.  We had a bottle of prosecco and then a few beers.  The total was €30 per head which, I felt, was not unreasonable.

A great alternative to the Imperiale and superb décor and surroundings.  There are three distinct smoking rooms, each self contained and really nice.  Special ventilation in each means that the smoking would not have been a problem but I wasn’t to know.

The only problem with it is that, whereas the Imperiale is a five minute walk from my house, the Leon d’Ora is about 20 minutes (foot and train) or about 10 minutes by taxi.  However, well worth a visit and the food is to die for!

Saturday night we also went to Le Vent Du Nord again.  This time F and I with A & Fr.  What a great place it is.  The beer divine and the moules just incredible.  Fr, who normally doesn’t eat moules, really enjoyed them although the guafre (a little like an American waffle) was her favourite, I think.