Avoid eating anywhere as everything is at least double the normal price. Here the ultimate insult to Italian cuisine has been devised. Sit quietly in a shaded cave on the Via Genato while the waiter recommends the house Canelonni. Visions of a moustachioued chef come to mind as his staff lovingly create the day’s menu, his own hands adding the Bechamel Sauce and the carefully arranged garnish of a Basil leaf.
A few moments later the waiter presents the meal with a flourish. Two small cardboard cartons with three watery rolls of pasta and goo, the middle of which is icy cold, and the rim bubbling. The worst insult is yet to come for this offence to the taste buds – the bill. Embarrassment forbids to reveal the actual amount; suffice to say it was four times more than the busfare.

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