Keep your Feet in the Street

We had to say goodbye to Trento. Pat and I did a little last minute shopping and she bought me a pretty purple glass pitcher I had my eye on. Ken and I bought one bottle of wine.
We drove south on the Autostrada and exited at Affi. We took the small road around Lake Garda and finally pulled into a parking area in the town of Lazise.

We walked along the lakeside for a while and stopped into one of the many out door restaurants lining the walkway. We lucked out because the food was pretty good—Bob enjoyed his pizza and Ken, Pat and I loved our salads. I had my last glass of Lugana. We were right there in the Lugana zone. We really enjoyed our Danish waitress who did a spot on imitation of Bob’s very American pronunciation of “pizza Margherita.”
We took some fun pictures sitting in the restaurant.

We drove on the lake road a little farther and then got back onto the freeway to head for Milan.
The Ramada Inn is nothing great. Ken and I changed rooms because our first one smelled like smoke.
We went to Buca di Bacco, a Piemontese restaurant in Ollegio—we couldn’t get a reservation at the Slow Food place. We enjoyed the dinner. Pat and I shared ravioli with sugo arrosto (like meat gravy) and duck breast with berry sauce. It’s interesting that they cook the duck so much more than we do. Bob had good lamb chops with roasted potatoes and Ken had a huge portion of pappardelle with boar sauce. We all shared a yummy almond semifreddo for dessert.

Can’t believe Bob and Pat are leaving in the morning.