The evening after our arrival, after checking in, braving the tens of thousands in San Marco's for the Angel's Flight beginning Carnevale, and stumbling jet lagged throughout the dark and cold, we arrived at this oasis of warmth and light. Chestnut pasta with duck sauce, sarde en saur, razor clams - molte been!
We carried the warmth and light back to our beds and drank deeply of the wines of Morpheus.
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