I went into this place looking for some cool wooden furniture. The old guy that owns it is a drunk that used to work for another antique store owner I was friends with, that died a couple of years ago, living in his store down the street. The famous Enzo was a great guy, an ex-delinquent gone to antique selling, the man was a legend. I herd he would go find abandoned houses in France and around Italy in the 80's & 90's stealing everything from their house, and reselling it in Rome at great prices. All his workers were old drunk ex-delinquents also, and here was one of them, the same guy who brought my giant armoire over to my house 5 years ago, but this time with his own store, cleaned up (a bit). I looked at him and told him "you old fool, come give me hug, I havent seen you in ages, you used to work for Enzo right?" he was bewildered by my youth and oldschool way of handling him, he knew I knew Enzo because of this.

He had some interesting things in there, very interesting, a lot of nice leather "Dick Tracey" buttoned couches, thats what I call them. In the back though, I found this huge porcelain about 4 and a half feet tall.

It was a piece from the early 19th century. He asked me 1500 euro for it, I laughed, but it was a nice piece... I'm going back there to buy some chill 18th century furniture pieces... he should treat me to a good price on those at least, since I noticed some... were Enzo's pieces...