Now, I went to this exhibition after a very filling lunch at Les Petits Plats and certainly hoped to feast my eyes on the works of Felice Giani, described as the favorite of Napoleon, not always a great recommendation, but whose works are in the Mellon aka Nat, Getty aka last leavings and the Fitzwilliam aka the real deal.
As I spied the sign saying degustation of products of my favorite region in Italy and the area that in the Italian Michelin has the most starred restos in their much-missed agglomerations - the Piedmont (vide Alessandria, Aqua Terme, Casale Monferrato, etc.) - I thought oh well, I'll look but not eat/drink; silly boy.
Well, the drawings are/were awesome and the paintings slightly less so, but then I was steered to the staircase to the upstairs where a dozen energetic real (Buon Giorno, Grazie, etc) Italian baristas, wine-pourers and servers were doling out Piedmont products - what a treat.
Go? Tomorrow's the last day, the café correcto is correct. Why Not?
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