Scandura, "Bixby," Booze, and More
Today, I wanted to go to Scandura. The service is "ottimo," the caffè and pasticcini are excellent, the restaurant and pizzeria are top-notch, the setting is adorable, and they make their own chocolate. Is it perhaps heaven? For me, yes. I destroyed the fanciful heart design they made on my cappuccino before I took a picture of it. The pastry and tavola calda station, behind the high top with cute stools. On the way there, as always these days, I'm on the lookout for houses for sale. There are two ways to reach Scandura; we took the slightly longer way there, up via Cristoforo Colombo, far past the serial killer property we saw with the realtor. I noticed some changes since the spring, most notably the changed property that was once weeds and garbage. The weedy plot is now a track and field area for, I'm assuming, the school next door. The scent of these fills the air. I described this pretty, rocky edifice in an earlier post. Too bad the best views of it is from an