Stopping for lunch after crossing the northern end of Lake Como, Trip Advisor directed us gloriously. We found the only parking space and thankfully it was empty.
Actually, our lunch was surprising, as it was in the middle of a tiny courtyard, but with homemade pasta.
You could tell from the next photo we were saving ourselves for the pasta course, as you notice the uneaten scrap of prosciutto.
The last, and most important course.., the boom! Espresso with the right amount of crema.
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