We painted the windows pink in a moment of sheer pleasure and optimism. In a world of bitter drinks color is king and aroma the queen. Good friends from Cicchetti (you should always go there) took care of the food.
Since we don't have our own bar anymore (we will rise to the occasion again, trust me) we will have to be venue-nomads and insist on barging in. Intrusion in a social sense does rarely bring anything good. But a friend with americano's to spare is often more welcome than one bringing ill tidings. So there we were. See you next time when we pop up for more bitter pleasure.