I've been twice in this restaurant. The first time a couple of weeks ago, on sunday lunch time and the place was closed. I rang the entry phone anyway as the owners of the restaurants live in the same building. A smiling and happy kid rushed to call her father who was inside the closed restaurant. He greeted us and explained that in low season it might happen to find the place closed on sunday at lunch time. We thanked him and were about to leave the premises when Mr. Bernardo urged us to enter the restaurant anyway as it's not in his customary habits to let travelers go away without at least an aperitif. He opened a bottle of very expensive white wine gifted to him from a friend and I had the feeling he was "negotiating" with his wife in their native dialect the possibility to prepare something quick for us considering we had to travel with an empty stomach on a long way. We didn't give the time anyway and we thanked and we were about to leave but he and his wife insisted at least on waiting few minutes more just to make few phone calls from their phone trying to find an open restaurant around for us.
Unbelievable in this globalized, standardized and often dull epoch.
We went back few days ago and we had a very good dinner but, to be honest, with such people the quality of the food (obviously very good and freshly prepared), the decoration of the place or the quality of the furniture and so on are absolutely irrelevant. Glad we met people like that for once.
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