We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
The main drag on the isola is an alley (pic from a couple of years ago). Our advice in Italty: Never eat the pizza. Terrible stuff. Sit down someplace and grab a gelato and a tiny coffee instead. Hazelnut gelato is my favorite.
Only eat the pizza if you can get it freshly made - most of the pizza places cook the stuff first thing in the morning and it sits in the display all day until you order and then the slice is reheated.
And where you are in the country (north, south, sicily, sardenga) makes a huge difference in the quality of some foods - some "Italian" foods are better in certain reagions than others.
For whatever reason most of the pre-made food (pizza, sandwiches) is worse in Europe than the equivalent here.
I lived in Milan for 6 months. Every pizza I ever had there (always freshly baked in a brick oven) was way better than any pizza I have had here at home. Yes, I know, we invented it and we can do a pretty good job, but those pizzas in Milano were the best.