Last night, I was at Quartino and was reminded of...

the fact that H & I almost got engaged there.  H had stuffed the ring in his sock.  I didn't know this, of course.  But, he decided at some point between wine and pizza that it wasn't the right atmosphere for a marriage proposal (loud!) and popped the question when we got back home.
Today, I am grateful ~
1/ that the ring didn't fall out of his sock
2/ that we got engaged in the quiet of company of our cats
3/ for the Pugliese pizza at Quartino. 
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