Bologna at $518 RT

La Rossa, La, Grassa, La Turrita...

No matter what name this lover takes, there's one thing this terracotta time capsule promises: colpo di fulmine. 

Translation? Love at first sight. Though really, it means lightning strike —the kind that hits fast, leaves you stunned, and questioning why the "one-euro house" fantasy doesn't feel all that far-fetched. 

Just follow the smell of fresh tortellini in brodo wafting through Piazza Maggiore's four corners. And when you find yourself in low-lit trattoria, the kind where shadows curl in the corner, the air thick with garlic and basil. Don't bother checking the menu; trust that what lands at your table is precisely the bolt you need. 

And by dessert? You'll see that love asks for no name.