Walking amongst the remains reminded me of the importance of family, community and a strong guild of construction workers.  You are only as good as your roof.  The stone walls still stand in ENTIRE neighborhoods, with the furnishings on display.  After watching the fireworks on Mt. Vesuvius last night, and fireworks at the café, we decided to see how colorful one of the cafés around the corner might be for lunch.  The folks in Pompeii are  aware that the tourists come to see what civilization used to look like, and seem to make sure that what we see today as a current civilization is also worth seeing.

I love my wife.  She has some physical attributes that are phenomenal.  She often get her attributes in the sauce when eating or something spills on the balcony that you could do Shakespeare from.  The waiter at lunch came out after she got sauce on her blouse and CAREFULLY applied a spray dry cleaner and brushed the spots clean.   Later that night as we were walking, he made sure to acknowledge us.  We ate at the same place in Rome twice and the first night's waiter came over to our table on the second night, told our waiter that we were his friends and to treat us right, which is waiter-speak for "Do them right and you can get those braces for your daughter's teeth".  

But we decided to go back and see what our first Pomeii café would be like with a cook.  The food was well worth the wait.  The owner would not let any one else near our table, and being that he was doing 100 things, this was often at a leisurely pace.  When it was time to leave I tracked him down inside the café and paid him.  I told him that we were going off to Tuscanna in the morning and we wanted our last meal in his place.  He treated us like old friends that were saying goodbye.  Two meals, and a fired waiter and a show of patience and faith.  Works for me!

Remove all doubt to email me.

craig@alldoubtrodgerson.com