Snapped a picture of Vito today as I walked passed him on Columbus Ave. He called me a "fucking asshole" and gestured for me to come over. I came over and - sarcasm aside - had a delightful little chat. For the record, he turned out to a true gentlemen, a class act.
PT: I'm a huge fan.
V: You're a huge asshole. Just kidding. What's your name?
PT: Pan Tostado.
V: Pan Tosado? (pronounced perfectly)
PT: Yep.
V: Pan Tostado, would you like to take a picture with me?
PT: Yes.
V: Now, isn't this easier than snappin a picture of me from 10 feet away? How am I supposed to know you're not paparazzo?
PT: Yeah... sorry bout that.
V: It's ok.
PT: Cool. Wanna grab some Johnny Cakes*?
And so it went--
Mr. Gannascoli was at ABC promoting a forthcoming cook book. Checkitout.
* artistic license invoked
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Vito 'n Me
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2 comments:
you dork ha
look at the chick in the background...!
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