An Encounter in Rome by Ann Richardson This is a true story. Improbable, but true. It was a few years ago. My husband Ray and I were staying in central Rome for ten days. It wasn’t our first visit by any means, but we did many of the usual things – going to churches and galleries, spending a memorable evening in the Vatican and just walking around. One day, we had gone out for lunch to a rather old fashioned local restaurant. It had been in the same location for many decades, perhaps with the same classic menu and the numerous waiters in black uniforms. I can’t remember now what it was called or what we ordered, but the food was reasonably good.
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