Lunch at mastro ciccia

Mozzarella and green tomatoes (picture forgotten, but crunchy and delicious) followed by a buffalo mozzarella and sausage pizza. Yum! Lizzie had an Aperol spritz. Less yum.

While the pizza was great, we've also learned (or, perhaps, reinforced) that Napoli is for pizza and Rome is for pasta. The cracker crust was too much like home.Read more