Tommy Two-Paws Guide to Little Italy
Ey! Lookit youse, wanderin’ around da pawk lookin’ lost as a pigeon in a windstawm. You want cannolis? At Ferrara's? Alright, pin ya ears back and listen up. I ain’t got all day, I got a nap scheduled on a warm manhole cova. First t'ing, you wawk outta Washington Square down MacDougal. Don't mind da guy feedin’ da squirrels, dem rats wit' fluffy tails ain't worth ya time. Take a left on Bleecker, past all dem fancy cawfee joints none of ‘em give out decent milk saucers anyway.
Hang a right on Broadway. Youse gonna wawk straight down, past Houston Street and it’s 'How-ston', not 'Hue-ston', alright? Keep hoofin' it south t'rough Soho. Dodge da tourists, dodge da little yappy dogs in sweatahs absolute disgrace to da animal kingdom, if ya ask me.
When you hit Grand Street, hang a left. You wawk a few blocks, past Mulberry. When ya smell da sugared ricotta and da espresso, boom, you’re dere. Ferrara's. Now go get ya pignoli cookies, and do me a solid, t'row a piece of sfogliatella near da green garbage can on ya way out. Tell ‘em Tommy Two-Paws sent ya. Now scram!"
(And this is what happens when I take a day off. Hope you all enjoy)
In case it isn’t obvious, if you look at Istariël’s foot front left foot, looks a bit like she’s giving directions (or maybe that is just me 😜). Hope you all enjoy.
Tommy Two-Paws Guide to Little Italy
Ey! Lookit youse, wanderin’ around da pawk lookin’ lost as a pigeon in a windstawm. You want cannolis? At Ferrara's? Alright, pin ya ears back and listen up. I ain’t got all day, I got a nap scheduled on a warm manhole cova. First t'ing, you wawk outta Washington Square down MacDougal. Don't mind da guy feedin’ da squirrels, dem rats wit' fluffy tails ain't worth ya time. Take a left on Bleecker, past all dem fancy cawfee joints none of ‘em give out decent milk saucers anyway.
Hang a right on Broadway. Youse gonna wawk straight down, past Houston Street and it’s 'How-ston', not 'Hue-ston', alright? Keep hoofin' it south t'rough Soho. Dodge da tourists, dodge da little yappy dogs in sweatahs absolute disgrace to da animal kingdom, if ya ask me.
When you hit Grand Street, hang a left. You wawk a few blocks, past Mulberry. When ya smell da sugared ricotta and da espresso, boom, you’re dere. Ferrara's. Now go get ya pignoli cookies, and do me a solid, t'row a piece of sfogliatella near da green garbage can on ya way out. Tell ‘em Tommy Two-Paws sent ya. Now scram!"
(And this is what happens when I take a day off. Hope you all enjoy)
In case it isn’t obvious, if you look at Istariël’s foot front left foot, looks a bit like she’s giving directions (or maybe that is just me 😜). Hope you all enjoy.