Clare Finney, the food writer and author, is fixing me with a look that says: I know you understand, I know you already know this. She gently sets her margarita down in front of her, on the small table in the corner of the Quo Vadis bar.
“Like anyone who reaches their thirties and isn’t married, I’m quite good at weaving terrible dates into passable anecdotes,” she says, smiling now. Finney is reaching back five years to 2018, recalling how her new book, Hungry Heart, got its start while she was holidaying in Umbria.
