|Unidentified English woman ordering a grattachecca|
|Shaving the ice. That's the Napoleon museum|
at right, across the Lungotevere
When Dianne gets these ideas, she always asks if I want one, too. I always say no, and I always eat part of hers. This also works.
This was the best grattachecca I've ever had, and also the only one. Our Italian friends, of course, couldn't wait to tell us which are their favorite grattachecca stands, and this one ranked fairly high on the list. It's about 200 yards north of Piazza Navona.
|In the shade of the Sycamores|
|The same stand, at night... the stands are particularly evocative|
late into Roman evenings, as one tools around on a scooter, especially