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Casa Angelina On Amalfi Coastline

fruity lemon fragrance wafts in this afternoon tantalizing me are additional smells of homemade bread Chef Luigi’s homemade Italian spaghetti sauce. Real Italian, not the fake stuff. my mouth waters; I wonder how soon until lunch. Casa Angelina is more than a home away from home. more than a mere vacation spot; she houses my family. people who run her, know my name. They like me. and I love them! I stare past the lemon trees into the horizon. my eyes are dazzled by the sparkly diamonds dancing on the bay. it is a glorious day to be enjoying the Amalfi coastline. I am a lucky woman. I know this as I begin to write.

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