I chose to use the word seemingly in the title, because like
every good time, there is an expiration date looming. Our last day at the beach
here in Lido di Campomarino is tomorrow, as we leave for Florence on Saturday
morning. Besides the sun, sea, and delicious food that we’ll be sure to eat, we
also have to close up the place and get our clothes ready to pack.
Last night, after plenty of time at the beach and a
delicious lunch, we went out to dinner with some good family friends. Zia was
unable to make it, but her longtime friend and colleague Janette, her nepote
(niece) Monia, along with Monia’s marito (husband) Omar, and her figlio (son)
Manuele went out with Mom, Erik and I to Ristobar Q8, which was really a
treasure of a restaurant. Nestled next to a gas station, the restaurant is
usually packed and attracts a lot of camioniste (truck drivers). Once inside,
the place had a wonderful aroma, and looking at peoples plates as we walked to
the table I could clearly tell that the place was doing some serious cooking.
The seafood was fresh and delicious, prepared just right. The place is a
treasure to find, and some locals I spoke to knew about the place already.
Pasta plate, fish plate, veggies, wine, bottled water, sorbet dessert, and
limoncello for less than $25 per person. Plus the company was great. We dined
and talked for nearly three and a half hours, and enjoyed every minute of it.
Tonight, Erik and I are heading into Termoli one last time
for some pizza and gelato. I’ve had a lot of gelato, pizza and pasta here, but
surprisingly, I lost another belt size.
