This simply cooked chicken breast is one of my favourite meals at L'Altro Posto. Here you do not get charged for the bread, as is the appalling practice in Britain [and even then, you usually get one measly roll]. I like the way, in most bars and restaurants here, the cutlery is sealed in a sort of envelope, so you know it's absolutely clean. Yes, that is a mineral water, not a g and t, that you see lurking there. [Oh, OK, then - I hid the g and t for the photo!]
Today it is sweltering and I was the only idiot sitting outside rather than in the air-conditioned interior. I've been here long enough now to know that that was a bit daft, but "Mad Dogs and Englishwomen...." I should also get it into my head, as dear old George Mikes said, that "Sunshine is not a miracle in Italy".
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