Casa Della Pasta
from a street
in Cartagena
stepping
suddenly
into a
restaurant
so Italian
surely i was
in a time warp
for i
i was still
in Colombia but
fooled by the food
so authentico
and even
the wine was
from Italy so
after paying
my bill
instead
of using
the usual
gracias i just
had to say
grazie
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2020
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