No town on Lake Como could be more picturesque and tastier than Bellagio. It’s definitely a place to visit if you’re in northern Italy and want a taste of what it must have been like to be an 1880s bored aristocrat doing the obligatory “grand tour” of the continent, like in the novel by Henry James, Portrait of a Lady… but with wifi and suntan lotion and none of that 1800s dying of tuberculosis and cholera.
We went to Trattoria Baita Belvedere Bellagio for our final dinner. We had heard about it from our hotel and a random couple who gave us hiking directions — we actually stumbled upon it at the top of our hike the previous day. It sat high atop the mountain with an awe-inspiring view of the northern part of the lake. We made a reservation, excited to watch the sun set and the lake turn to golden amber as we relished our last meal in Italy. Except we forgot to heck the weather and the whole day was foggy! No…
Bellagio on Lake Como was the last stop of our two week trip, and we were just exhausted after a six hour drive. We didn’t really have the energy to look up restaurants ahead of time, so we decided to walk over to Alle Darsene di Loppia, which is in the tiny fishing hamlet of di Loppia, which is really just one street and now part of Bellagio. All the tables outside were reserved (the waiter tried to patiently explain it was high season), but they graciously opened up the inside seating area for us. But then some stodgy old man and…
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