Lunch in Trentinara

The day after our cloudy ride to Trentinara the skies cleared, so we grabbed my sister, Ellen, and our dear friend Georgine and went back catch the views from there properly, and have lunch.



Walking the little streets of the old town was a treat:





Here's what we should have seen from there the day before:

At first it actually looked like lunch was not in the cards after all as the only restaurant we found was closed. Thankfully, a family nearby saw our disappointment and were able to point us to another (the other?) option, a small place with a tiny sign out front, Antiche Mura (www.antichemura-trentinara.it).



When we opened the door, a man who proved to be Giuseppe, the cook, turned on the lights and reassured us the empty restaurant was open. I  figured we were on the early side of the lunch crowd, but we were the only ones the whole time, along with Giuseppe and one server. No menus: Giuseppe simply announced there was only fish for the day and ran through what he'd serve for antipasto, first, and second courses. Fine with us, we were plenty hungry. And oh, was it good. Forgive me while I run through some of the dishes: an array of anchovies, octopus, shrimp, and other shellfish; some other small fish breaded and fried whole; grilled white fish, calamari, tuna, and zucchini tossed and sauteed with calamari. Add a wonderful white wine, a little tomato and onion salad. tiramisu, lemon gelato, apple liqueur.

We behaved ourselves--or wanted to be cool--and didn't take the photos we were dying to, so I've stolen these from TripAdvisor.

Here's Giuseppe:


Our table:


A dish very much like what we enjoyed:


We also stopped back at the bar Harlan and I had found the day before and ended up in a long enthusiastic conversation with a few people in there about where we're from, where they've lived, the merits of Orlando, or Berlin...

Here are just few more snapshots from walking around town: