These are stories that generally involve only Cheryl and/or Emerson and are most likely about day-to-day activities. They can be engaging the two of them in a whirlwind tour somewhere, or simply about conversation around the fire. Usually, they will have a more reflective side to them, or a particular lesson learned.
Table Number Four
A “sense of place” is really important for us. The convergence of varied elements come together to create something beyond the mere collection of parts—something ineffable. Although the space may be difficult to describe, we take note of various aspects that resonate with us. It’s a unique sensation for each individual. The best we can do is simply name the phenomenon. In this case it’s “table number four” at the restaurant Piatti & Fagotti, in downtown San Domenico.
A small table for two just inside the front door beckons, with an alluring brew of intimate, unique, quaint, antique, and special ambiance with a dash of curious intrigue going on around that little vestibule of space. For us it’s irresistable. Originally, our window-on-the-world was another door, complete with a stone threshold of two steps up from the narrow sidewalk. Those former steps have been re-purposed as terraced shelves for terra cotta pots holding fluffy green plants—gently reminding passersby that this is “not a door anymore.”
We called ahead to make sure that our favorite table was available. It was not. Someone else with similar tastes had already nabbed it. We’re not surprised since it’s a really sweet spot. Reluctantly, we accepted the promise to be in the vicinity. Perhaps the ambiance of the open-aired table would drift a few feet to include us. But, to our surprise, the couple who had reserved the number 4, relinquished their hold at the last minute. Apparently there was just a little too much Tuscan sun streaming (momentarily) through the window. Lucky us!
Housed in an ancient convent, the restaurant has become a social hub in San Domenico, just mid-way up the hill between Florence and Fiesole, Italy. Across the street is a renowned school of music where students from around the world arrive to study. We watch a steady stream of musicians step off the bus number 7 and walk the remaining yards to the school. They are like bees drawn to the honey comb, buzzing with excitement. On their backs and in their hands, they carry various instruments. This delightful parade of musicians is part and parcel to the appeal of table number four.
The name of the restaurant, Piatti e Fagotti is in honor of the symbiotic relationship between the musicians and great Tuscan fare. They go together: the plates (piatti) for the restaurant, and the carrying bags and cases (fagotti) for the instrumentalists. The clever logo for the restaurant is two musical notes—one rendered as a stylized ladle. The logo perfectly captures, in the name, the harmony between the two symbiotic entities. It whimsically “notes” or honors the rigors of musical studies, while simultaneously invites all passersby to share a hearty, comforting meal.
Tuscany brims with such small wonders. They’re just around the corner or beyond the next bend in the road. They’re uttered in a friendly greeting or generously served up warm to table number four.
We spend our entire lives “Reaching,” for one thing or another.
Yet we know that “grasping” and “holding” are only illusions. It’s not possible to “hold onto” anything. Instead, we see that life happens mainly through the act of Reaching. When we focus on the reaching, we begin to understand that the desire, the aspiration itself animates life.
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