Sometimes you say, oh, I don’t care. I just want something to eat. You’re wrong. You care. This lasagna was not good but at least the serving person was charming.
It is raining as we leave Rome. We are headed down the A-1 to Pompeii and stop at an Autogrill. It has never been good when I have eaten at one. We go to the Ciao! section and I have a most surprising lunch.
This was actually very good! The subtle taste of the artichokes came through the not-stuck-together-almost-creamy rice.