Wed evening we went to a restaurant recommended by the hotel. We were early so were the only ones there for the first wee while. To get to the tables, you walked through a cafe, past the kitchen, past a deli, and then to a long room with walls completely covered in paintings. Niamh had pasta with a tomatoey sauce, and Oskar had lasagne. I had chicken breast with artichoke hearts. Followed by some amazing desserts. The Italians sure like their sweet things.
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