Sat on Caffè Fiorio’s red velvet sofas, very likely enjoying a spoonful of gianduja ice cream, Tomasi di Lampedusa wrote La Sirena, the story of an extraordinary and unforgettable encounter, just as extraordinary and unforgettable were the characters who met in these same rooms. Since the end of the eighteenth century, Fiorio has been an aristocratic drawing room, a chamber for political debates - "What do people say at Fiorio?", asked Carlo Alberto every morning to whom could give him the state affairs report - a satirical editorial office, a literary café, but first of all it has remained an indispensable gathering place – to join friends or be absorbed in one’s reflections.