By now you are used to me calling wines beer, right? Just get over it. On this trip, if it's alcoholic it's beer. We were wiped out and kind of tired of Genoa, so we decided to get some wine and grub and eat in our shitty hotel room. We bought drinks from supermarket up the street. Cheap chianti, pretty good, solid. Moretti. Then we stopped into La Focacceria di Teobaldo (Via Balbi 115r) for some pizzas and whatnot: Focaccia w/ tomato, cheese, mushroom, prosciutto. Spinach and cheese calzone. White focaccia with cheese and mushrooms. We scarfed all this down sitting in our bed watching Italian MTV and listening to the prostitutes outside our window. Romantic.