Time to Bocce

Have you ever played bocce ball before?  I’d played in college.  Always for fun, always at BBQs and never with official rules.

We headed to Campo di Bocce here in Livermore to celebrate our friend, Lisa’s {belated} birthday.

We learned how to play from our very young referee.  He was actually a kick.  Highly entertaining and I’d go back just for him.

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I mention that the food was also awesome?  And appetizers were half off!  We’ll be back for sure.