We walked past the open door and the owner was inside, with a glass of wine in his hand, yelling out, 'Hello, come on in.' So we did. No rosato, but there were enough other wines for us to try. His assistant made a tapas plate for us to nosh on while we watched Marsala street life and people going home or going someplace else. A jazz band started to play on the via, people were dancing, and in all honesty, we all seemed to be having a very enjoyable time.
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