Marietta and OPEN
Once the group had settled at their table Marietta picked up a menu and flipped through the pages. She wasn't quite sure what she felt like that night. Most evenings she prepared a small meal for herself at home with recipes passed down from her grandmother. Rarely did she go out to dinner unless she was invited to join her friends on an outing such as this one.
"The decor is lovely," she said glancing up to see who else had begun to browse the offerings. "Who's idea was this again? I don't recall ever having found my way here before."