Let it be said that my friends have impeccable taste in travel. \u00a0Thus, when the opportunity to attach on to an extended birthday trip to Italy for a friend of my sister that I’d only met a handful of times came up, what do you think I did? \u00a0Of course I said yes!<\/p>\n
And when I had to do practically no planning, and we ended up at a Michelin starred restaurant<\/a>? \u00a0Yay me.<\/p>\n Having a bit of a hectic schedule before my departure to Rome, I didn’t research everywhere we were planning to visit as much as I usually do (i.e. check out other reviews, the menu and social media of venues I’ve booked). \u00a0Thus, I went in with fresh (non-researched) eyes to Zass<\/a><\/strong>. \u00a0Now, I think I’ve established I dine out quite regularly and am fortunate to enjoy some the best restaurants in the countries and cities I visit. \u00a0I’m not saying the Michelin guide got this one wrong, but given other visits in Europe to venues without stars, I’m not sure what I was missing at this restaurant.<\/p>\n Don’t get me wrong, the location is stunning (set amidst the stunning cliffs of the Amalfi Coast inside the Il San Pietro di Positano<\/a>\u00a0<\/b>hotel) and the service is okay (I’m not sure if something was lost in translation, but the over the top formality stopped me from actually enjoying the meal — give me Zach at Gaggan<\/a> any day of the week), but I really didn’t understand what the Michelin judges\u00a0see in this restaurant.<\/p>\n For example:<\/p>\n But it wasn’t all bad:<\/p>\n\n
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