about

It all started over a couple of drinks and a handful of olives in a small, smokey bar in Italy around Christmas time after a missed fight home. It wasn’t all bad though. The bar was comfortable with it’s nautical theme, low lighting, wood-paneled walls, and rounded windows looking into the bustling streets. There was a bowl of olives on every table for it’s patrons to snack on over a conversation and a smokey spirit.