Bill's 79th Birthday in Rome

Bill and I arrived in Rome this year in time to go to lunch but we were too exhausted to enjoy it properly.

So the next day we went to Pizzeria Montecarlo for something light and easy.

The margarita pizzas did not let us down. As we munched through them we could feel our jet-lag easing.

The next day found us ready for a birthday feast at Gino al Parliamento. That's Fabrizio, one of the owners, in the blue shirt, welcoming the diners.

I had the ravioli stuffed with ricotta and spinach, delicious in a sauce of butter and sage.

Bill had spaghetti in artichoke (carciofi) sauce, sprinkled with deep-fried artichoke crumble. The combination reminded me of two Roman staples: Carciofi alla Romana (boiled) and Carciofi alla Giudia (deep-fried).

We shared a half litre of the house red which went down so easily that we were forced to order a second carafe.

I continued our local theme with Pollo alla Romano -- chicken cooked with peppers.

Bill had roasted rabbit. The flavours of the two meats are surprisingly similar.

Contentment in Rome.

Happy 79th birthday, Bill!

Everyone was ending with strawberries. I did too.

Bill wanted to end on a richer note. You can never go wrong in Italy with a serving of tiramisu.

A birthday kiss for Bill from Carla, the other owner.

Roman warmth had worked its magic once more. Bill stepped out into the street with a light step.