I am always running late, and it is not something I am proud of. Being late can be interpreted as selfish… that the late person’s time is somehow more valuable than yours. Well, summer has had some ‘splainin’ to do. It is the middle of July, and where the heck have you been?
Finally the warm sun has arrived and is here to stay, for this week-end at least. Carpe diem; join us on our magical patio, and be transported to Italy with the private piazza, the food and the wine.
