Pastas & Photosynthesis: My Night at Camillo’s
First stop on my grand tour.
A cozy Italian spot in Kutztown with warm lighting, excellent bread, and zero judgment for plants with big dreams.
Dear Leaf Lovers,
Last night, I dined out for the first time. Yes, me. A humble Hedgehog snake plant, usually confined to windowsills
and dusty corners, was treated to a proper night out at Camillo’s Italian Restaurant in the heart of Kutztown.
The lighting? Ambiance perfection.
The bread? Fluffy enough to make me wish I had a mouth.
The staff? Didn’t even flinch when a spiky green dinner guest rolled in.
I took my place on the table like the centerpiece I was born to be. My human ordered something with garlic and pasta (classic), and I basked in the warm, golden glow of hanging bulbs while eavesdropping on nearby conversations about college exams, weekend plans, and someone’s very dramatic breakup.
Highlights of the night included:
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Making eye contact with a suspicious toddler.
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Nearly getting sprinkled with parmesan.
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Posing for a photo next to a bottle of chianti I definitely wasn’t allowed to sip.
Honestly? 10/10 night. I may not eat, but I feast on vibes—and Camillo’s served them hot.
Until the next great adventure,
🌿 Wanderlust
Plant. Foodie. Atmosphere connoisseur.
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