This is Lina, at Trattoria da Lina, Milano
Finally we coped on the organization of a memorable dinner at Lina's. We booked 30 places, she prepared for 22, but we were 35. Moreover about fifteen people were sitting at another table. She cooks alone and her co-worker waits on tables.
We ate the by now legendary pinto beans pasta and drank lots of red wine. We danced (strictly 50s-60s music), sang and played table football. At 1.30 she drove us out "because we can party till late only on saturday night".
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN GREAT MEETING