I'm not sure where to go tonight. I wander towards rialto, but find a couple of restaurants that look quite nice but are not cheap. As it's my last night and I have done quite well so far, I'm prepared to spend a little more. The place I choose is in a square and has canopies above. It looks like a big canopy , but is in fact 4 next to each other.
Without getting in a rut, I think it will be interesting to try Baccala Mantecata again. It is a little different to last night in that it is served on top of griller or fried polenta, whereas last night the polenta was presented like semilina alondside the salt cod paste. I suspect that tonight is the more traditional. Last year I had Venitian liver and onions but found it very salty. Browsing the menu I am drawn to try it again. This time is much better than last year. It's very nice.
As I am enjoying my Liver and Onions the heavens open up. This is when I discover that there are 4 seperate canopies and whilst I appear to be well undercover, I am in fact under a join. Fortunately the people at the adjacent table have just paid their bill and help move my table away from the deluge. As the water bounces on the table and the soaked table cloth drips on my trousers it gets quite wet. Fortunately I whisk my glass of wine away before it is adulterated with rain water.

After coffee a glass of Sambucca arrives with the bill, I assume it's a little compensation for the damp. It's all quite fun anyway. I'm feeling very relaxed after the drinks so walk around Piazza San Marco, dodging the puddles, whilst my clothes dry off.