I thought I'd post only the most trifling details of our trip to Italy and Croatia. Here's our first breakfast at the Hotel Ponte Sisto in Rome. I recommend this hotel, by the way. I'm neurotic about scrambled eggs, having been trained by my mother to make them nice and soft, carefully and slowly cooked. These were wonderful. The coffee was wonderful too; dark, dense.
Notice the prosciutto at nine o'clock in the photo. I had to try some, especially while in Italy. It was very tasty. If the only prosciutto a person ever had was from Trader Joe's, I could see not ever craving it. This, a person could crave.
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