The image of a person eating a massive burger can do crazy jokes sometimes – like making a healthy-maniac having a hearty lunch in the middle of a sunny afternoon.
We were walking around the centre of Florence at 4 pm on Saturday and as we bumped into via dell’Acqua, the hunger took control of both of us: we couldn’t resister to the smell of burgers and the sight of a large dish of pithy meat on a table outside The Diner.
All it took was a glance at my partner and we were in. Pink floors, red benches and white lamps made the small room look very movie-like and totally American.
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