I just had an absolutely amazing carpaccio and a fragrant local wine at a place on a little twisty micro-neighborhood street near my hotel. Then I went to the gelateria by the water, and sat eating my gelato and looking out over the awesome late-evening face of Lake Como.
It's almost enough to make me not cranky that the rest of my trip to Italy is going to be spent working on a giant grant proposal, due Monday while I'm flying back, that I had hoped would be mostly done before I left and finished by others.
Almost. (B)