It's so great to see Joe and how well he's doing. He told me that this morning he had his longest Italian language conversation thus far - with the owner of the coffee bar across the street who asked him if he was coming back for dinner tonight. So he and I dined at the mom and pop bar/coffee house/ restaurant. The wife prepared fettuccine with mushrooms and the husband served us as we butchered the Italian language but managed to communicate. They practically chased us out the door in protest when we left a small tip. I love that Joe's becoming a temporary native and has his go-to neighborhood coffee bar. He's noticing how the owners appreciate loyalty and will toss in a little treat to show it. It was a nice evening.
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