21/06/2026
The vineyard was quiet, except for the crackle of the fire and the sound of laughter drifting through the rows of vines.
Pici on the table. Steaks on the grill. A bottle of wine passing from hand to hand.
Some memories are made in famous places.
Others are made around a simple table in a Tuscan vineyard.
This was one of those evenings.
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