Lambrusco

After the Versailles debacle, we needed lunch. We went to a nice little block with many restaurants and found ourselves with a few choices. Of all things, I chose pizza. It was my choice this time, not even Isabella's.

We split a margharita pizza that was really good. Isabella got herself a nice lemonade. I decided on a Lambrusco. You know it? It's a fizzy red wine from Italy.

As it turned out, there was only a full bottle available, unlike most other wines, which were available by the glass or a demi-bottle. I ordered it anyway, what with the disappointment of Versailles and all.

I drank 2 generous glasses and left the rest behind. Well worth it!

Happy and Pink

After our huge day in the amusement park, we went out for pizza. Yes, it is France, not Italy, but we've found a good place just a block or two away, and it makes both of us happy.

To be fair, we've had some ordering challenges. Since Isabella only likes plain pizza, the margherita is our pizza of choice. But, the description seems misleading, because it lists tomatoes as one of the ingredients, not tomato sauce. So, we have ended up the last two meals with just cheese on crust. Pretty good, but odd.

The wine pictured here is one of my favorite styles of rose, from Tavel. It made me happy to have this petite bottle all to myself.

After dinner, we took a nice walk and looked at all the windows and all the people still out well after 9 just waiting for their dinners.