story for later). He had Adrian with him and we all four went to
dinner outside of Rome. It was fantastic to see them again we always
have fun and laugh a lot.
This time Fabio chose a place in a village north of Rome in Sacrofano.
The restaurant was Al Grottino, it was quaint and quirky. You sit and
there is no waiter with questions, they just bring food to the table,
and they keep it coming through the whole meal. They made a few
exceptions for me being vegetariana, especially with beef, there was a
lot of wild boar instead. Our favorites were the fried zuccini with
mozzarella, ravioli filled with lemon ricotta, roasted rosemary
potatoes, salami, sausage and biscotti.
At desert we had sweet wine on top of the dinner wine so Mom was
already loosey goosey. To top it off we got Mom her first taste of
limoncello. It was a great dinner, though we gave no idea how pricey
because Fabio generously snuck away and settled the bill (thank you).
They drove us back to the apartment after some sweet talking to get us
back into the historic center. We parted ways at 1am with discussions
of a French Toast dinner at Fabios before we leave town.
How tipsy was she?
Are you turning your Mom into a wino?