My Affair With Venezia

[singlepic id=19 w=320 h=240 float=right]There is something about flying business class that makes you feel like you’ve been accepted into an elite club. You can’t help but feel special when the flight attendants are tripping over one another to bring you the softest pillow and wipe your mouth for you after you scarf down your duck and pumpkin bisque appetizer. Now I know why celebrities get so full of themselves. After pretending like I thoroughly enjoyed my Greek salad, I got to dig into my much anticipated meal of Strozzapreti pasta with eggplant sauce and ricotta cheese. I felt bad for the people sitting in coach, eating their pretzel appetizers and ham and cheese sandwich entrees but the feeling of pity was drowned out by the savory taste of Belgian chocolate cheesecake.