The Patio

“I feel like I’m on vacation,” said my friend as we lingered around the firepit with our dessert. It was long after we’d paid the bill and said we should be getting home. The weather was springtime perfect and we were lulled by the splash of water and feeling indolent from a good meal and more than a few glasses of wine. 

Oddly, we were in Price Hill.

Polly Campbell
Cincinnati.com