In just one step I smell leather then plums, then onto baked goods. Amazingly, I have photographed more than just food on this trip to Venice. My photos have been post cards. I am in love with Venice, love like butterflies in your stomach, your favorite colors are brighter, and your cheeks need a massage from all the smiling. I am in Venice, and I am in love… it is better, even, than butter.
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If you are still in Venice and don't have all of your dinner's planned, you absolutely must go to Antico Dolo. It is a fantastic little Osteria that is very local. I can get the address for you tonight. It is over the Rialto (from St. Marks), down a few blocks and to the left. Very unassuming, but absolutely delicious and charming to boot.
I suppose it's easy to end up head over heels about a place when at toilet time one must squat over a hole in the floor. Although something tells me you probably stayed at a Palazzo with plenty of ceramic in the bagno. Go au naturale next time. Slum it. Squat. Create a spray mist. Contribute to the Venetian aroma.
Oh and I'm afraid the next person telling you where to eat or stay will have to be killed. ;)
So jealous. So want to go to Italy soon.
The blinds… the blinds… what about the Venetian blinds?!?
Anxiously awaiting the posting on "the slats… Oh! Those horizontal slats…"
Sounds like your trip is "come il cacio sui maccheroni."*
*Literally, "like cheese on macaroni," but colloqially, "just what the doctor ordered."
Ciao Bella!
Aah- to be momentarily transported from this dark, dreary and soggy Tuesday in Chicago to a beautiful land far, far away :)
Love the pictures. Can't wait to see more!!!!!