A client called me from outside Noema at twenty past nine on a Tuesday evening in August. He had a reservation for nine o’clock. He had been at the villa when he should have been in the car, and he had spent the intervening twenty minutes standing in a road with no reliable pavement trying to locate a taxi on an island where, in August, finding a taxi when you need one is roughly as dependable as finding a parking space at the same venue you are trying to reach.

The table was gone by the time he arrived.

This particular evening was not rescued. These things occasionally cannot be rescued. What I could do, and what I did the following morning, was make sure the rest of that week did not have the same problem. From that point, there was a driver and a car.

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