• You can’t get a poor meal in Italy.
• The only salt I ever added was to the salad that I made in my apartment—and I’m a salt person.
• White bread, white pasta; I didn’t come across anything that resembled whole wheat.
• Nor did I see any broccoli, either in the markets or on the menu.
• Green, fresh lettuce. How do they get it so clean?
• If you’re not going to eat the bread, ask the waiter to take it away or you’ll be charged.
• Fewer menus offering a ¼ liter of vino da casa; more wine for sale by the glass—this more expensive.
• Sauces is mixed with the pasta, not added on top.
Si mangia bene in Italia.