Can you believe this woman is my aunt and not sister?
Good genes, I hope.
We went to this adorable little restaurant called Prune, which was amazing, despite it's dubious name. It has things like veal heart and anchovies on the menu.
It was probably only because I was going with The Boy, but we were early so we got to take in the city sights and sing in the streets for a bit. It was a lovely reprise.
It was probably only because I was going with The Boy, but we were early so we got to take in the city sights and sing in the streets for a bit. It was a lovely reprise.
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