On our road trip to 'The City', we sang a few rounds of Brooks and Dunn's "My Maria" trying to sustain that "Mariiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiah"........each one was singing out loud at the top of his or her lungs, and somewhere along the highway in Pennsylvania we left our dulcet tones hanging on the fresh green air. They don't play the song IN the restaurant, but we all had to smile at the coincidence. Maria Pia is classy enough to have Veuve Clicquot on the menu. We toasted to life, love and happiness on our last evening in New York. One of those days that will never be forgotten.
If you haven't done so already, go back and sing along....it's good exercise for the lungs and you'll feel great. Have a wonderful Sunday...wish I was at Maria's :)