Travel | Pizza’s on the Venetian Lagoon
Weirdly, the only pizza I ate on my trip to Italy was in Venice. Dad and I found a restaurant that overlooked the water, and bravely chose to sit outside and soak in the sun, although it was fleeting. The pizza was so simple, yet so good! Crispy, elastic bread covered with shaved prosciutto and mozzarella cheese. It’s these little food experiences, that although not to fancy and not over-exciting, that capture the true essence of the city.
How funny, when my husband and I traveled in Italy and France, I think we ate PIzza everyday. But I was pregnant!
When I go back, I want to eat more Pizza! But this time I had an obsession with pasta haha