My favorite? Get on a rapido out of Florence to Bologna, stroll down the street
until an aroma grabs you by the olfactory nerves and drags you bodily into a restaurant. Point at the menu and gesticulate toward the antipasta table and smile (a lot) and eat (a lot) and drink (not so much because you have to find your way back to the train station and Firenze) and Sigh Happily.