I had the opportunity to go to Rome for a meeting this week.
My coworker and I arrived Thursday night. Just in time for dinner.
Since we had health screenings* at work this week, we made responsible dietary choices.
Like these fruttini...which are tiny fruits and nuts stuffed with ice cream versions of themselves.
And an after-dinner cookie stop at a baker/butcher/cheesemonger/wineperson. The legs of ham were just a hair too big to fit under the seat on the ride home, otherwise...
The next morning we headed out early to catch a quick glimpse of the city before our meeting.
After knocking back a few espressos, we had just enough time to spend 5 minutes gaping at the magnificence of the Pantheon.
And then meetings, meetings, meetings,
*"Apparently," there is a serving size for cheese??????...what witchcraft is this?????