Ross Martin wrote:
I really like the graphic quality of these, especially the first three and the sixth images, nicely seen.
Thank you Ross!
A tripod (to compose the shots more carefully), better lighting (sunrise or sunset), and cooler weather might have allowed me to take better photos; but when you're traveling with your family, it's hard to take the best possible photos, so you just do the best you can despite the harsh light
Do Maria & Enzo really exist?
I remember when, about a quarter of a century ago, I attended a conference in Budapest with one of my PhD students. One evening, we went for dinner at a pizzeria full of Italian flags, Ferrari flags… lots of symbols reminiscent of Italy. I asked the waitress if the owner was Italian, and she replied: ‘Nobody here is Italian.’
Ripolini wrote:
Do Maria & Enzo really exist?
I remember when, about a quarter of a century ago, I attended a conference in Budapest with one of my PhD students. One evening, we went for dinner at a pizzeria full of Italian flags, Ferrari flags… lots of symbols reminiscent of Italy. I asked the waitress if the owner was Italian, and she replied: ‘Nobody here is Italian.’
My guess is the name is just marketing/branding. It’s set in a lively and quite beautiful area of Florida that I find a pleasure to stroll in the evenings with camera in hand. The drinks, food, and people watching are enjoyable. I sometimes visit there in winter when an average daily high is 70 F.
Ross Martin wrote:
My guess is the name is just marketing/branding. It’s set in a lively and quite beautiful area of Florida that I find a pleasure to stroll in the evenings with camera in hand. The drinks, food, and people watching are enjoyable. I sometimes visit there in winter when an average daily high is 70 F.
Ripolini wrote:
Do Maria & Enzo really exist?
I remember when, about a quarter of a century ago, I attended a conference in Budapest with one of my PhD students. One evening, we went for dinner at a pizzeria full of Italian flags, Ferrari flags… lots of symbols reminiscent of Italy. I asked the waitress if the owner was Italian, and she replied: ‘Nobody here is Italian.’
I was in Budapest in the late 80's and remember this restaurant! We were there for nearly a week, I think we ate there 4 times.
