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Branzino

My own mother

Last night in Venice I tried to eat the worst fish ever served to me in a restaurant. Even my own mother never served me a fish like this.
The fish (a “branzino”) would have been a disgrace to hungry cats. I felt ashamed for having taken my assistant Eva who traveled all the way with my duffel bag to Venice to a restaurant like this. The restaurant named “Al Theatro” -- not far from the hospitable and charming hotel La Fenice did serve us an acceptable white wine.
After a fish like this Iraq is probably going to be a relief.


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Arnon
Sometimes you sound so spoiled.
Was it due to the preparation? Or wasn't he that fresh anymore? I ate a roasted 'Bransino' last week. Prepared with fresh herbs and lemongrass, it's a real treat.
Mieke
It was both the fish and the preparation. I believe it was a clear attempt to kill me.
Once again you have to grasp the hidden message (the third in Italy, if I am correct): never enter a place without a proper reconnaissance! (May also Sun Tzu guide you through Iraq).
(Forgive me, I am not your mother, neither your father, but if you were my Godson I could not help but patronize you).
Sometimes you getta di treat, sometimes you getta di threat.
Ah, Pablo, at least you know me, I am terrible, I am worse than all the patronizing mothers (and fathers) of the universe.
venice, full monty treat
uh, my man, you got the full monty in venice. as usual. but you have to write something now. because the unlluckiness of finding the worster of the wortsters in the looooong file of venetian disaster restaurant...is very close to your characters in novels...

I'm sure that in Iraq will be much better

Ciao

ps the bill was devastatingly outrageous, wasn' ??
attempt to kill
Mmmm.....Death in Venice.....by a fish....
you didn't insult Christ that day in any way, did you?
not everything is about you, mister grunberg. the fish may have been poor, i am sure it was nothing personal. the key to life: acknowledge and let go. it almost sounds like a wisdom that could have been written by you. almost. ;)
Let's hope it doesn't kill you at a later time. Italy can be dangerous ;-)
You see... your mother isn't as bad as you thought...
@Arnon
Arnon, I was thinking. After meeting you in Naples whilst driving back, a crack junk tried to kill me by driving his car in the back of my car. Having survived that I was driving in The Hague today and a car drove itself in the side of my vehicle. Do you think that these clear attempts to kill me have anything to do with you?
@Jan
I was merely referring to the fish, so your comment is not clear to me. But knowing you, i would say, indeed, you are the king of terrible and patronizing. If you were to change your character by 180°, that is.
@Pablo
No problem, I quickly understood my mistake (as a part time paranoiac, I thought your comment was about my patronizing threat to Arnon).