Along the Naviglio Grande, on an pleasant autumn evening, this Café seemed quite welcoming and unassuming, among a dozen of others lining up the canal.
We shouldn’t have entered...Evertyhing was mediocre, i.e. neither bad, nor good. Servers looked awfully bored and I do not even remember the details of the meals....
But, to be honest, they had one of the best grappa I ever drank in Italy, some sort of home-made one from the Cinque Terre.
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