The first thing they handed us in the dessert room were these roses with a lychee and raspberry sphere with a rosewater gelatin. “Don’t eat the rose,” the server warned our drunk asses. (Note: I didn’t manage to get a picture of this, so I borrowed this from http://www.identitagolose.com/sito/en/98/17258/zanattamente-buono/27-times-tickets.html.)