Et voila. After holidaying a long way west last year, in Italy's Ventimiglia [which I love but is not exactly a place where lovers of fish dishes might choose to go, because there is little fish, tho the sea bass is gr8] we went into La Pagoda, Moneglia, on our first night in the town, and didn't regret it in the least, for there was fish, resplendent in its variety. But, I was to learn, this happy spot, is on the Ligurian coast, famous in part for it's er... fish. I should have done my homework. Er indoors chose the holiday and did all the donkey work, much to my utter disgrace, for had I helped out I would have (i) been a help (ii) learned that this part of the coast of la bella italy has a goodly selection of locally caught fish on its menus, even if the eateries don't always state what type of fish it is. It is often just 'fish'. So, I chose a dish that was "traditional baked fish", or a similar description, even though there were other fish dishes that also said 'fish' or perhaps also mentioned a name, maybe e.g. "Bass", but I was attracted to the notion of "traditional". We drank our Italian draught beer [ok, lager] and ate the bread and waited a while, which wasn't a short while, for my fish was cooking, the wife reminds me as I write this. The waitress started filleting it next to our table; I said I was happy to eat if off the bone, and so she put it, barely partly filleted, on my plate. I had it with potatoes but it came in an olive, tomato etc sauce. Very good and about 18 euros. Er indoors had a pizza, which to a lilliputian would appear to be vast, and it was quite that way to 'er. It was a pizza margherita. "Lovely thin base but perhaps could have had more tomato on it," she tells me as I type. It was about 5 euros or maybe even just 4.5. Yes I was not inconsiderably guilt ridden about my expenditure compared to hers, but my stay in Moneglia was but 1 week, hers was to be 2, I reasoned, "and I'm mad about fish, and even in England Italian restaurants are low on fish choices", I added. La Pagoda has a good atmosphere and altho it got very busy indeed [on a Saturday night] the waitresses and waiters kept their cool. It's certainly a place to go back to and in fact the wife did, after my departure back to a cool and grey homeland. She had pizza with courgettes and aubergines, which appears to have been to her over-complete satisfaction. i.e. it was too big and she had to leave some.
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