And no, I'm not talking about there era.... So there I was eating a plate of linguine con granchio when I looked up just as a couple walked in. Both with grey hair, both I would guess somewhere in their late 50’s or early 60’s.  He seemed a regular sort of guy – average height, average weight, averagely dressed; the sort of man you wouldn’t remember.  However linked onto his arm was a woman who drew just about every pair of eyes in the room towards her.  Including me, the staff, the Manthers AND their bored arm candy.  Read the rest