Two weeks of Italian foods made us crave for something else. It didn’t matter that we both love it, we figured we’ve had enough already. Thus, after another meal of these with soup, it was time to head out and explore the neighborhood around the hotel (The Chedi) at Via Villapizzone.
Our walking adventure brought us to a restaurant specializing in Turkish kebab. Each of us both got sandwiches/wraps, whatever it’s called.
And oh, how delighted we were to finally get our hands on good ol’ fries. It did taste so good, after a lot of days devoid of American foods.
Let me tell you, that restaurant was steaming with people, considering that we were there for lunch. It’s one of those type where you dine like you’re on a bar. We loved the atmosphere, and we could have stayed longer just to kill time, but the baby right by the table next to us started to cry incessantly. When I hear something like that, I always think that, that disposable diaper probably needs to be replaced. Not unless, the baby is sleepy or sick. Off we went back to the hotel and just lazed around.