Arenzano- turned off the autostrada in search of lunch..

Completely flipped when this dish arrived. Ravioli with mussel sauce. It was an ordinary looking diner on the beach so half expected factory prepared, microwaved glop turned onto a plate. You get that a lot.

What arrived was plump fresh mussels nestling with tomatoes and perfectly cooked ravioli bathed in a glorious rich sauce.

Aarti – this is was ‘another level’ tastes like!

I am coming around to the idea that the essence of travel is to attempt to improve the probability of serendipity.