I went to a dinner with colleagues last night in Sarzana. It was a steak restaurant where they bring out a plate of raw meat (whatever you ordered – beef, chicken, rabbit, buffalo etc) and a hot stone to cook it on. It’s sort of like raclette, but man was it good!!!
Sarzana is a cute little medieval town. I hope to go back when it’s warmer.

It’s way cold of late. Not quite as cold as Frankfurt so I guess I can’t complain, but it sure feels cold.

My German boss told me an Italian phrase that goes something like “christmas is like fish. After a couple days it starts to stink”.