A Hostess Refused to Seat My 78-Year-Old Mother Because She “Looked Too Cheap”—Then the Restaurant Owner Came Running From the Kitchen in Tears

Francesca joined us for part.

We visited the village.

The fountain remained.

Smaller than Mom remembered.

The bakery was now a pharmacy.

Giovanni’s old family house had been renovated into vacation rentals.

Mom stood in the square with her cane.

“Everything changed.”