As is the new custom, this post is terribly slow in coming but not for lack of pep. Lack of sleep and spare time, yes, but no lack of enthusiasm. To celebrate the tail end of summer, Ben, Mary, Mom, Mike and Julie all came to Italy. Phoebe, who had been talking about their arrival for weeks, was so excited to finally put her new phrases “Uncle Ben!”, “Aunt Jewie!” to use.
On their first day we did a little sight seeing by walking down to the Trevi fountain; later Ben, Mary and my mom made their way to the Pantheon.
On our second night, once everyone had gotten their bearings and a bit of sleep more or less, Mike, Julie and Mom went with us to a great little restaurant in our neighborhood. Piccolo Abruzzo doesn’t have menus but once you sit down, the food comes in waves…and doesn’t stop for about two hours. Neither does the wine and maybe that’s why we had such a great time. Well, it was probably the company but wine doesn’t hurt!