June 28, 2016

Rome. October, 1986

Ah, memories of meals here at Da Pietro, just steps from the Eternal Città's Piazza Navona. I remember seeing a table of four who'd ordered a whole white truffle that they then proceeded to shave over their pasta. At our more modest table, spinach gnocchi so light that a fellow diner dubbed them "little poems." And a wild strawberry risotto that should be in season right about now.

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