Loved the Pizza in Venice - even the shitty little restaurant/bar places did good pizza lol.
On the final night we ate at the 'best restaurant in venice'
paid a stupid amount for shitty little courses and after we left I grabbed a pizza on the way home
I did find the restaurants were a bit pricey, what I would consider mid-range venues were charging top end London prices.
I will never forget one night we kept walking and walking and got lost, we grabbed some ice cream, then stumbled across a restaurant in an isolated street. The Italian owner was a loud drunk but very charismatic, he made the best Bolognese I had ever tasted.
When I went to Brugge in Belgium, I became fond of the Belgian stew which is packed with tender beef chunks, red wine and gravy like sauce and served with lots of fries and Belgian beer, every night I weighed myself I was a couple of pounds heavier than the day before.