Scenes from an Italian Restaurant 🍝

Date: 6/11/2017

An Italian restaurant opened right next to my building. It was small like it was in a food court, and you got to watch them make the food at the counter. I was *amazed* by this. I was very easy to impress in this dream. I went there several times. Once I ordered ratatouille. The last time I went, as I was leaving with my food, the lady behind the counter said "Welp, see you later. Not here though - it's my last day." I was pretty upset by this. Who's going to make my food at the amazing tiny Italian place? Did I miss out on a wonderful friendship? Why would anyone leave the amazing tiny Italian place??