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Last Saturday was a glorious day and we just had to go to the seaside for a stroll. Nothing like catching some sea air and warm sun this late in the year. Then Simona mentioned it had been a while since we’d last had fish, and five minutes later we were booked at da Gennaro, our fish restaurant of choice.
It is an unassuming little place, family-run since always, and it takes fish seriously. I mean seriously:
- it is closed on Mondays because, you know, fishermen won’t be out on Sundays
- during the annual fish ban you’ll be informed that the fish was bought in Ancona (40km away) rather than in town as is the custom
- whenever the day’s catch lacks a given variety of fish is, or if it is of insufficient quality or size, you won’t find that fish in your plate.
Also, the have a way with helpings that means I can never have more than one course. I’m not joking: I’ll have antipasto (either hot or cold, not both and you can see why below) or (that’s a XOR, for the nerds out there) a roast. Every now and then I’ll indulge a dessert because they are just too effing good and hey, who wants to live forever anyway?
Being in a tasting mood, we shared one cold antipasto, one set of skewers, one portion of cod. And we could not resist a dessert. One each, because swag.
Luckily, they have amaro.