Little Italy, Cleveland
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I flirted in Italian with an Italian Chef. It was late May and I was there for medical reasons and not feeling very pretty. My goal when I travel is to always eat dinner where I have never eaten before (a Non-Chain). This led me to Little Italy in Cleveland, Ohio. It was typical Italian and I flirted with the Chef and he back. I spoke to him in broken Italian and he made me the perfect Profiterole and Cannolli. His name was Vincente and he writes me to this day. We exchange recipes and facts of Life. I will never forget him.
over 6 years ago



