I was on the Italian island of Capri and ordered eggplant parmesan at a restaurant atop a large cliff.  It was TO DIE FOR.  Not just the cheesy fresh mozzerella goodness, but the whole experience surrounded by ocean and winding streets and green. And the crazy part is - it had no breading.  Just layers of eggplant, cheese, and marinara sauce.  And an inspiring view of some Italian lovers making out on a bench outside.  I can send you the picture of the people making out, if you want.