There’s a huge fish stall where they sell, by weight, beautiful specimens, not like the sluggish dorado corpses on Rialto Embankment. It’s indecently pushed to cheerful American tourists, who afterwards fill the “super” service tripadvisor with comments like: “My husband had a pizza in here, it was amazing!”

Nevertheless, you shouldn’t have this fish – unless you’re a millionaire.

Of course, they will try to sell it to you and wine for over 300 Euros. Just refuse, choose something cheaper to drink, less than for 100 Euros and food from the menu. The staff will understand that they can’t fool you and calm down – that’s the end of “the Venetian service” ™.

Further on, everything is wonderful.

Carpaccio di manzo, like a huge red mound grows up in the middle of the plate, hiding beneath it is parmesan and arugula.

Crudo can’t be more crudo: fish, scampi, scallops, carabineros – high quality.

Octopus carpaccio, risotto with champagne and scampi – perfect.

The pasta, is not just delicious, but also a huge portion for 35 Euros (a third of a portion is in the picture below the text).

Wild strawberry on panna cotta is sweet and smells as if it just exploded there.

For the finale — the finest sgropinno, instead of annoying limoncello – perfectly mixed: not sour, neither sweet, but as it should be — cold and fresh in the mouth.

The price … well, the PRICE — it isn’t more expensive than money, indeed. In someplace like Dubai, in a fashionable and absolutely inedible shitty restaurant, you’d lose twice as much.

And well, and you are actually in San Marco, at night. «You were happy and drunk»(c), two steps — and you are dissolved in alleys, to wander, wander, wander — the Serenissima is open all night long.

And it is hard to measure this pleasure in money and/or time.

Do enjoy!