This is my neighborhood bar. It use to be an old fashioned, kind of grimy hodgepodge of a place that sold lottery tickets and cigarettes and lunch. I loved it. When they underwent a bright and shiny renovation, I despaired that it would become a soulless place for the tourist traffic on their way to the colosseum. Thankfully I was wrong and it is still the friendly neighborhood place it has always been, filled with the same faces and morning cappuccinos.