Tonight we had dinner at Osteria del Conte because we heard it was fish night (Friday). The service was slow, but hey, il tempo italiano. And the cuoca (cook), an elderly woman, came around the tables to see how everyone liked the food. She taught me how to pronounce verdura grigliate (grilled vegetables). The best dish was Richard’s roasted potatoes. They were amazing. I wish I could do that to potatoes. After dinner we walked into Piazza Grande where families were gathered, little children chasing each other on scooters. We went to the vista panoramica and met a couple from Philadelphia who were on their honeymoon. They were just so happy to be there, and we looked out into the hills outlined by a streak of pink and then down below to the jewel of San Biagio. On the way home, we walked through Piazza Grande again with the moon next to the bell tower of the Duomo. Finished a perfect evening with tiramasu gelato.