My favorite place in Italy is an outdoor cafe in Rome. They air the wine properly and serve it with aged Romano and caprese. You can hear the water from Piazza Navona and the sunrise is at just the right angle.
Last time I was there was New Year's Eve. I met a woman who was painting the Colosseum backlit by fireworks. Instead, I talked her into jumping into Trevi Fountain with her palate, dyed the water bright red, and the stone too. I think I may still be wanted in Italy.