Small world

Spent the last weekend in Milan. With a friend. Had a really nice dinner on Saturday with the type of food you cook yourself at the table (not really fondue, not really raclette) but all types of meat like beef, chicken, pork, and veggies, and cheese, and just about everything. A salad on the side. A bottle of house wine, which I normally am very suspicious about but this one, wow! Coffee after.

Place in a garden with lots of greenery, candles, kinda romantic if you are the type. So indeed a very pleasant evening. And very reasonbly priced.

Coming back to Z, my friend went to work on Monday, only to have his boss asking "did you enjoy Milan?". "You have a very nice-looking girlfriend with long blond hair" (ah gosh, I like this guy already). "Wasn't the restaurant the best?" My friend was startled (and who wouldn't be). Turned out he was at the same place, staying in the same hotel (having also noticed when "my" guy was in the hotel bar in the morning getting coffee for me).

Ah the horror, having your boss knowing what you do in private...

In case you're interested and ever in Milan...this is the place:
www.abbadesseristorante.it