'Sweet Sorrento Swoon'

An evening of sweet tiramisu delight (in addition to pasta and two other scrumptious desserts) would sign off my final day in Pompeii. The morning of my departure, however, would, in typical Italian breakfast style, once again yield cake and Nutella-filled croissants. My cholesterol-raising addiction to scrambled eggs had taken some forced leave. It would, I justified to myself, be a necessary intake of sugar as the morning would begin with a windy coac... mother of the bride wears in coral