Today (and every day) I'm thankful for that time that Sicilian restaurant in Rome opened early for us.
It was our last night in Rome (and indeed our last night in Italy). We had picked out this Sicilian restaurant we wanted to go to. A bit after seven in the evening, we walked up. The door was open, so we walked in and asked whether they had a table available for dinner. "Of course!" they said. "When?" "Tonight", we said. "...You mean now? Uh...sure, why not?" They ushered us to a table, and we had a great meal.
About an hour and a half later, all the other diners started coming in. It was only then that we realized the restaurant didn't open until 8:30pm, but they had opened, just for us.
I guess we weren't doing as the Romans do, but they welcomed us nonetheless, and I am thankful.