La trattoria Andrea (3)

We finally arrive in front of Trattoria Andrea.

I have become accustomed to having lunch there at least once a week.

Dino, the owner, is a family friend and has always made us feel at home in his restaurant.

Trattoria Andrea is a charming little Italian family restaurant. It's a red brick building with green and white blinds decorated with hanging flower pots and planters in the front. The interior is simple and charming. The furniture in the room is made of light wood, and the seats are dressed in red leather upholstery. The tables have a white tablecloth spread over them and a small bouquet placed in a glass yogurt pot.

This place is a cocoon.

The smell of coffee fills my nostrils, and I'm surprised I've never had breakfast here despite working two blocks away all these years.

A young woman with light brown hair cut into a bob wipes a few coffee cups with a white towel. Her tired eyes light up when she sees me.

"The Madonna! Lulu!"

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