My Imaginary Restaurant
I have a bistro in Tuscany surrounded by fine dining and wine-
“La Rosa” is where Tony married me and I just had to make it mine.
The Tortellini is the most favorite dish of all on the luscious menu-
Surrounded by many beautiful fountains with an extravagant venue.
Of all of Italy’s restaurants mine has the greatest chef-
Mario makes a delicious lasagna but was born mute and deaf.
He traveled all over the world to find an amiable destination-
We welcomed him with loving arms, he has the most dedication.
Our pastry chef bakes the most delectable desserts in all of Italy-
His pies and confectionaries are recipes from his Nana in Sicily.
Customers arrive for a romantic date as they will wait for a seat-
They drink Merlot and snack on Ricotta Crackers as a yummy treat.
We have a few regulars who sit at the same table every afternoon-
They laugh and flirt with my niece Maria whenever she walks in the room.
The food is really pricey but every Euro paid it is definitely worth-
For every one who dines at La Rosa leaves in happiness and mirth.
Sponsor: Silent One
Date Written: September 19, 2016
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2016
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