The most I’ve ever paid for a meal was at a seafood restaurant in Rome.
I ducked into the restaurant almost by accident, trying to escape the huge crowds waiting outside the nearby pizza bistros.
What drew me in was the quiet, peaceful atmosphere, something rare in a busy tourist hub like Rome.
Little did I know there was a reason for that calmness. Oh god, it was pricey. Way above my usual travel budget.
Still, since that was my last night in Italy, I figured I deserved a little treat before heading home.
Soon after sitting down, I realized just how lucky I was to get a seat – every table was reserved. People kept coming in, one after another, checking their names on the reservation list.
That’s when I knew I was about to experience something special.
And yes, I really did.
I had the best pasta of my life that night.
It was creamy and rich with the deep flavor of the sea, a perfect blend of sweet cream and salty seafood. And of course, it paired beautifully with a glass of red wine.
It is now a treasured memory; a chance encounter that ended up being the highlight of my entire time in Rome.
Sure, it came with a long receipt.
but the memory has lasted far longer than the bill.
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