Bologna

I discovered a chipped filling 2 days ago and managed to call one of my clients nephew Giovanni, who lived in Bologna for a dentist. I soon found out that dentist don't work on Saturdays, but Giovanni, who had connections found me a dentist at 1830h on a Saturday.
When we arrived in Bologna, he invited us for dinner. He did't speak much English but his wife spoke well.
When Giovanni picked us up, he gave us a mini tour of Bologna, it's Roman gates and the 666 Arches that led to the Santuario de Madonna De Lucca, and Towers that the aristocrat built to show their wealth. The higher the tower the wealthier the family.
Giovanni then took us to dinner at a family run restaurant called dai Ragazzi. He says as we walk into the restaurant, "I am the restaurant owners' lawyer." To which begs the question why a restaurant needed to have a lawyer. The table at the corner of restaurant where Giovanni had full view of the comings and goings of the restaurant, was quickly made available. Giovanni ordered us pizzas, tortellini done with mushroom sauce and a ragu, swordfish and dessert. We had to say to half way through the meal to not serve the swordfish because Ruby and I were too full. Alcohol flowed freely to. There was Lambrussco, only Othello label, ouzo, and limoncello for as much as we would like. It was a wonderful evening. Ruby and I rolled into bed at midnight, with bellies ready to pop.Read more