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About Bari

So, I’m texting my girls, “Where’s the spot?” Nobody knows shit—makes me SO mad! Like, ugh, why’s this so hard? Then—boom—this shady dude’s like, “Yo, over here.” I’m shook! He’s got this vibe, like the horse guy in the film, all silent and creepy. “The wind blows where it will,” I mumble—movie line, obvi. I’m cracking up inside, ‘cause—hello?—this ain’t Calabasas!

The castle

First stop, the office. I work as a financial analyst, which sounds fancy, but really, it’s just me staring at spreadsheets all day. But today? Oh boy, today was different. I got to the office on Via Cavour, and my boss, Marco, was already in a mood. He’s always in a mood, but today he was like a volcano ready to erupt. Turns out, our biggest client, some big-shot company from Parma, decided to pull out last minute. Like, what the heck?!

At Silver Lake’s new Ceci’s Gastronomia, Italian grandmas rule