The loose translation of this is , "At the table with good friends and family you do not become old." How true is that! As we age, we lose parts of ourselves, but sitting around a table with loved ones, the memories abound, and what we have forgotten, our families and friends help us to remember.
THIS is the real Italy. It is not a tourist destination. It's a little restaurant in the old fisherman's section of town.
Mimi lovingly decorates the entire restaurant, in the spring it is beautiful, however now, decorated for Christmas, it is breathtaking. Mimi loves her restaurant, Mimi loves her job, Mimi loves her patrons, and quite simply, it shows. Every year when we come to visit, she remembers us, and she dotes on us, and she has formed a special bond with my daughter - this year they traded bracelets. Mimi became a great-grandmother this year, and still she loves us like her own as well.
When we come to visit, Mimi and her staff not only serve each and every item on the menu to us for us to try, but they make special items for us that are so amazing - words fail completely.
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