Venice 2018

"But the night wasn’t over yet. Melissa had been in touch to tip us off to a speakeasy in the city; the first and only speakeasy in Venice. It was inside a deconsecrated chapel, and it became a most sacrilegious evening indeed. A lofty ceiling, devilish cocktails, and a converted altar which served as a lectus (a sort of Roman couch) made the whole thing feel like Trimalchio’s after-party.  Between the hymns, holy spirits, and salted bread-sticks, it was a truly blasphemous communion. I would highly recommend it." - The Floating City: A Weekend in Venice (Part 2)