Ristorante Poems - Poems about Ristorante

...the dining hall is half empty because it is friday - shabbat and good jews light candles at home not such a good jew i am out with my female friend both of us dressed for the late winter evening......Read the rest...

...on the Irish side of my family my grandfather who never i was to meet was a but cher of meats so in many and in countless numbers there were chickens that went under his bla......Read the rest...

...LE TRE SORELLE My favorite spot in Italy, and perhaps anywhere, was Ristorante Le Tre Sorelle in Positano. It was at the bottom of at least a hundred stone steps, just on the right, and right on......Read the rest...