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My friend decided to call some of us and get together in Milan, to celebrate her birthday. We all decided to not care about the famous heat of the city in summer, and go for the week-end.

I off course proposed Nobu to eat and then Prive to party the rest of the night. As I love the food and they have AC. But we thought that as we were in Italy, we should do an Italian restaurant.
So the final decision was to organize the dinner at “Just Cavalli”, then go to the open air night club that was above….

It is not located in center, so after a short cab ride, we arrived to destination…. The setting is beautiful, a great space in the middle of Parco Sempione… To arrive to the restaurant once they check if you are on the list is a good walk, and in the nature I might add, so at this point you regret a little to have high heels….

They gave us the option to sit inside or outside, it was soooo hot that we decided to stay inside with the supposed AC. They saw that we were a big group so brought these mixed anti-pasti that were charged more than 30 Eur for one mozzarella, half of a slice of prosciutto, and three pulps running after each other…
It was so hot that we couldn’t eat anything, so everybody went for Caesar salad after… I don’t know for the others, but I don’t call 5 little pieces of overcooked and over dry chicken on lettuce, with no dressing a Caesar salad.
So, no need to say that we were not really happy with the food…..

Later some friends needed to go and get the others who were stuck in the traffic on their way from Geneva, so we decide to wait for them upstairs at the Club, on our Super Prive table.
In order to have a table at VIP section called “Super Prive” ( I guess they wanted to do better than Armani…), we had to leave an imprint of credit card of 1000 Eur. Which basically means, you cannot leave the table without spending that amount of money, otherwise, they will charge it to your credit card.

So here we are waiting for the rest of the group, trying to sit on a tiny table, fighting so “the models” don’t eat our fruits or drink our bubbles… In Milan the “models” are like the “estheticians” in Geneva… they do house calls at night.

Well the rest of the group managed to come 45 minutes before the end of the night, as at the door they didn’t let them in… why? Because apparently their records show that we were already a full table (which was not right) but we didn’t use our 1000 Eur…

We didn’t use the whole amount, well first of all because we were waiting the rest to drink, and also drinking is dangerous in Just Cavalli. Because it means you need to use the bathroom… which means had to walk through the whole club, and wait in line for 45 minutes.
Oh yeah did I tell u that there are only two mixed toilets for 1200 people????

No need to say that I won’t put my foot there, and would highly discourage any person with sense to do sooo.

I think Roberto should stick to create beautiful clothes, and lose the idea of restaurant and nightclub…

This morning, I woke up again at 5am to catch my Milano flight. Now that Fly Baboo doesn’t operate on that line, I bought my ticket with Twin Jet, or as I will call it, the disaster. I should have sensed it when I poured the hot coffee on my jeans at home that my trip was going to be a hell.
I really think that the personnel at Geneva airport is just hired to be decorative, no one has any idea of nothing. And the ladies at Air France desk … well I guess if they spend a little less time on painting their face, they could actually be useful. One thing is sure they are not hired for their IQ. Believe me it was a challenge to check in, although my flight is Twin Jet, a sub company of Air France, I needed to check in with Dnata…. ohh and you have to call them so they can come to do your check in. The cherry on top of the cake was when “the super smart” guy behind the desk told me to make sure to go to the bathroom before the flight, as the plane didn’t have any WC.
When I saw the plane I got why, it seemed that a big plane spit that one… only 9 rows, and the pilot, who casually explained us what to do if we crash, pilot the plane in front of me. I guess if I weren’t scared for my life, I would find it cool to see him manipulate during takeoff and landing. After an hour of fear for my life, we arrived to Milano Malpensa where my luggage never came. They actually managed to lose a luggage that I saw them charging on the tiniest plane I saw in my life.
So here I am, in Milano with no clothes, no cable for my pc to charge it, and especially no news from the company. I keep calling the number they gave me, no one never picks up… you can imagine my frustration. When I arrived to Hotel Cavour, the front desk person wasn’t astonished about my situation. He told me that it happens a lot, and that he will try calling them as well, but I shouldn’t have too much hope.
I have chosen Hotel Cavour, because it is literally 2 minutes away from via della Spiga, but I didn’t expect my room being that bad. It was quite tiny, and my tv’s screen was smaller than my pc’s screen. I bought internet for 24 hours, but the connection was very low or inexistent, so I didn’t really manage to use it. So do I advise this hotel? Well I guess it depends on what you are expecting; if you just want a nice hotel, nice stay, nice people… shouldn’t be your first choice. But if you are looking for just a place to sleep by the happening area, go for it.
One of my reasons to pick that hotel up was also that it was 5 minutes away from Nobu. And off course I had to return and see my cute bartender Andrea, eat the yummy food, and just because I didn’t want to go back to my small room, go to “Prive”. It’s Armani Nobu’s night club. It was really fun, when we arrived I was the oldest person there, including the friend with whom I was. Then the crowd started to change, there was a mix of ages and professions. I even met a definitely working lady, who told that she was a “desperate housewife”. Believe me she didn’t look that desperate next to her client;)
As usual it was a successful Nobu night, and it kind of made me forget my horrible day… Let’s hope they find my suitcase tomorrow

So I spent a long week-end in Milan for the fashion week, on Sunday night we went to have dinner at Nobu, which is located in via Manzoni at the Armani store that makes the whole block. When i used to live in Milan, Nobu was favorite spot, during the aperitivo, they would put a buffet full of delicious food. Now they just bring you a bento box with few selection but it is still quite yummy. I guess the crisis even hit Nobu and Armani…
Although it was Sunday night, and I guess thanks to fashion week, there was a nice crowd and to my big suprise, we could smoke. My friends told me that they have spent a ridiculous amount of money to build a ventilation system, that aspires the smoke very quickly. Effectively people were smoking but there was no smoke or bad smell. Anything to watch??? well beside our cute bartender Andrea of 20 and something with his dimples and little arrogance, there was a professional football player, Boriello with few friends.
Overall, I still give an A+ to Nobu Milano, good food, good service and good people.