In early 2005 when I started blogging, two of my friends had blogroll links to Superhero Andrea Scher. I thought Katia was friends with her. Turns out Katia didn’t know her. I fell in love with her blog, her jewelry, her little boy who sings and dances! And I’m not the only one. I think in the blogosphere, Andrea Scher is like a rock star or something.
Well, I got to finally meet Andrea at BlogHer in Chicago and instantly discovered something about her that made me adore her and her blog even more. It went like this:
After we exchanged greetings, I somehow worked in my new, pretty photo blog business cards from Moo (thinking, “This is stupid. You’re not a real photographer like she is. Thank God for Stefan’s beautiful photos worked in here…”)
I mentioned Venice, Italy… either the card she took was from Venice or that everybody took the iconic ones first, like the woman talking on her cell phone in the gondola in Venice.
“I lived in Venice…”
“Oh! The best gelato in the world isn’t in Rome or Florence, it’s in Venice…”
“Yeah! In Campo Santa Margherita…”
I have never, ever met anyone who knows my all-time world’s favorite gelato joint, way off the beaten path in Venice. If it had been a date I’d have decided we were perfect for each other. And then invited her for gelato. In Venice.