Treviso's street market and one of the fish-shop pantechnicons. In Treviso, people clearly dress to go to market. Gentlemen of a certain age have a full suit.
The Treviso fish market proper (rather than the general market) is on a small island, as required by local ordinance. We decided to buy a fish (or two) for dinner.
The decision came down to two Sea Bass. Bev whipped up a splendid meal, quite a feat considering that although the kitchen was fully equipped, it was thoroughly unfamiliar. Looks good though, eh?
And the happy ending. (Except from the fish's point of view, but we weren't asking them.)
Hope you enjoyed this as much as we did.