11/05/2026: Oh, how long it's been since I've seen my dear friend Lisa, whom I've known since we were young girls, chasing our dreams with our heads in the clouds. And we remained friends, for so many years that thinking about it makes me dizzy. Every now and then, in the little holes of the family network, we manage to carve out a little corner for ourselves, to reconnect and rewind the tape of life.
So here we are, near Via Magna Grecia, where she has a Sunday engagement and I lived for many years, choosing a little spot for a bite to eat, interspersed with conversation.
We spot a Chinese restaurant, but the interior is so shabby that, laughing, we run away. Then, since we both have a love for Sardinia, we find the ideal center in this little restaurant called "La Posada" (and we gladly settle in...) where she had eaten (well) once, who knows when.
We enter, and the very kind restaurateur (who hails from Carbonia, in the Campidano region) assigns us a nice table, all to ourselves, in a still-empty room, then invites us to scan the QR code. "No thanks!" I say, and ask him to give us the house recommendations, as they did in the beautiful old temples without cell phones. Of course, and we begin with the Sardinian cuisine that I love. And the dishes are even better when seasoned with the Sardinian dialect that speaks to me of my beloved island.
A fish salad, gnocchi with sausage, a tiramisu, and a crispy, warm guttiau complete a lovely evening with friends. The bill isn't as salty as the Gallura sea, and so, after paying, we leave the restaurant in the night, happy and bubbly like the water we were served. Go Paris.
01/05/2026: The food was all excellent, Giulio was fantastic, Mattia was polite and attentive.