Citta della Pieve, Hotel Vanucci. The waitress came towards us, whispering to herself under her breath so she could hold the message in English until she could spit it out to us. “Mr. Peter, I have a message from the chef for you. He said to tell you, ‘Since you are a man of your word, he is a man of his word.’ Your crème brûlée will be ready for you at dessert.” She looked relieved. I…
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