The funny thing about reading so much food-webs is that you eventually come across something like this.
And realize..."which is a spinoff of the original in Florence, Italy" means it's a spinoff of that restaurant YOU went too. When you were 16 years old. And you sat in the cave room with the rest of your 14-person bike trip that had left its bikes in Innerlaken to take the train to Venice, Florence, and Rome for a week.
And now I have to go eat here soon to see if it sparks more memory.