We walked into one restaurant here in Rome because of the reviews.  Without a reservation, they led us into a back room that opened up into a dining area for 50-60 people and the place was hopping.  Laughter, hand waving, and loudness were the orders of the day.  The waiter asked if we wanted to try the house specialty — antipasta.  (I don’t know what these restaurants have against pasta)  Sure we told him and shortly thereafter, he began bringing dish after dish after dish after dish of different types of antipasta.  Fourteen different total dishes and it was delicious.

As we were sitting there eating, Doug noticed that there was a special surprise dinner guest dining a couple of tables across from us.  We never saw the Secret Service agents protecting him though.  After spotting ole GW, we quickly dedicated this meal to Jessica!