We spent much of the day wandering around Piazza Borghese, but didn't manage to find the museum we had set out to find. Feeling a little lost and disappointed, I sat down with the map and discovered that we were very near to the Trevi Fountain.
This is an important place, not because of its historical significance, but because it was where my god daughter was proposed to. As I watched the crowds posing with their loved ones in front of this tremendous sculpture, I imagined Christina and Sam having their own tremendous moment together. The cool rush of the water and loud energy of its movement through the square made this a pretty dramatic place. I can see why Sam would have chosen it.
To honor the soon to be wed couple, we ate dinner at a lovely little restaurant called "La Cucina Romana". After I settled into the restaurant, wondering if it might be the same place that Sam and Christina might have eaten. (I seem to recall a conversation with Christina with the word "Cucina" in it) I realized that most of the restaurants in the area had some version of Roman Kitchen in their signage and it could easily have been any of the other restaurants.
But I did eat Tripe for the first time in my life. Very interesting texture. Chewy. Reminded me flavorwise of the Myeritsa (lamb gut soup) that we ate at Easter when I was growing up.
John had Osso Buco which has a lovely name and was also triggered by his childhood memories of watching his dad order it in Italian restaurants.
We wandered home and I resolved that the wandering was truly worthwhile and rewarding.
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