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Tutto Bene Italian Restaurant & Grill is not exactly what it seems—-at least on the weekends when the classic red-sauce house transforms into a prime lunch-time destination along the so-called Saltena Circuit in Arlington, where thousands of Bolivian ex-pats chow down on their native cooking. If you’ve never sampled this under-appreciated cuisine—-truly one of the hidden-in-plain-sight ethnic eats in the region—-you should do yourself the favor.

I’ll have more to say on the subject soon, but I couldn’t pass up the chance to tell you about an even odder cultural import at Tutto Bene: the pen that the waitress gave me to sign my credit card receipt.

It was a thick, brightly colored instrument boasting the beaming mug of Hannah Montana. That’s strange, I thought. Then I clicked the top of the pen to re-sheath the ball point. That didn’t happen; instead, a tiny, tinny voice emanated from the instrument, which must have a speaker the size of a quark. I couldn’t make out all the lyrics, save for what sounded like the words, “rock star.”

A quick Web search unearthed these lyrics to Montana’s tune, “Rock Star.” Do you think Tutto Bene was trying to tell me something about itself?

I’m unusual, not so typical Way too smart to be waiting around Tai Chi practicing, snowboard champion I can fix the flat on your car

I might even be a rock star I might even be a rock star