To tell the truth, there is one thing in my house that's really dangerous: the experiments I carry out in my search for a new Beauty Cocktail. Sometimes I'm afraid that the shaker full of the ingredients I'm testing will explode. My mother always tells me that I lose myself in a million ideas, but one thing is important: my Beauty Cocktails, non-alcoholic low-calorie drinks
I have finally found it!
I had been studying the coordinates of that star for days, but it's never easy late at night after working at the bar. Most of the drinks I serve are alcohol-free, but by the time I get home I am often light-headed, so it's not easy to concentrate on calculations. But I never go to bed without relaxing for a while among the stars.
It seems a bit complicated to start with, and you don't know which way to turn, but once you get the hang of it, you'll feel that you are floating in space among the stars.
My mother always tells me to keep my feet firmly on the ground and not my head in the clouds, but who was it that wallpapered my bedroom with a star pattern when I was a small boy? And then my father bought me a telescope when we were living in Venice....
If truth be told, it was uncle Archi who introduced me to the world of cocktails.
He's a great guy, I wish you could meet him. He loves Scotland and its whiskies, but he's never worked as a barman, and he's certainly never made a Beauty Cocktail!!
What's a Beauty Cocktail? It's a cocktail that, as soon as you drink it, you feel like a film star. Sorry, I was only kidding you...
But when I told that to my mother on the phone, I spoke very seriously, because I know she worries about me – she thinks I breathe alcohol fumes all the time and serve a bunch of old drunks. She called me to ask when she could send the cleaning lady.
Pina is a lovely person, and she cleans the place really well, but she always puts my stuff in the wrong places, so I can never find them. When I want to mix a drink, I have to search through all the cupboards and shelves in the kitchen....... but I must admit, after she has been to clean, it all sparkles like the stars I love to watch at night.
Another thing: I don't know what to do, because the real problem is that every time she comes to clean, Pina uses my telescope - she's convinced that she can check up on her husband, who works nearby... I have left her a series of notes asking her to steer clear of my little "observatory" area, but they are only effective for a short while. She seems to be convinced that by just pointing the telescope in the direction of someone, you can see everything he gets up to!
But now I'm resigned to the inevitable, so I've started to leave her little notes with advice- especially the most important thing, which is never to point the 'scope at the sun without the necessary filters, because that is extremely dangerous. She left me a note telling me that the phone wire lying on the floor is dangerous too...
which blend the attractive colours of fresh fruit and the properties of a number of vegetables with the aromas of spices from all over the world. It's a different and more responsible way of drinking, and it doesn't compromise the waistline. All the most fashionable cocktail bars are making every effort to invent the drink with the most unusual mix of ingredients – just as I do with neckties and braces.
To make my mother feel better, I told her that I'm studying the ingredients for a new cocktail for her friends Rebecca and Victoria to taste. When she hears the word "study" she feels better, so then we can talk about other things. The drink I'm preparing for her friends contains raspberries and certain other ingredients that I am keeping to myself for now; all I can say is that the taste will be enhanced by Cayenne pepper and nutmeg.
I haven't decided what to call it yet, but it will without a doubt be named after a constellation - Phoenix, Fornax or Crater, perhaps. Which do you like best?
I've got an idea. If you want to know which name I prefer, come to the bar, and I can tell you while we are drinking it.
I was forgetting, I haven't given you the address. Write it down: "Second star on the right, then walk straight on until the dawn...".
I'm not joking, really. It's a line from the song "L'Isola che non c'é" by Edoardo Bennato. Strange, but every time I sing it as I look through my telescope, I always seem to find what I'm looking for.
See you there.