First, A Brief Reality Check
Life is beginning to slip into my extended stay vacay fantasy. This morning I realized I cannot have a slice of chocolate cake with my coffee. That made me sad.
Yeah, I ate cake for breakfast in Italy and it was goooood! Of course, my husband also had the breakfast meat platter. His reality and mine are obviously two different realities; mine a bit wider than his. So unfair!
My desk is looking like some kind of bomb went off and my writing o.c.d. is starting to suffer from lack of organization. Plus, did you know that the FDA shut down the makers of Theraflu? I’ve been taking the knock off, Wal-Flu made in Canada for Walgreens Pharmacy. Is it possible the shut down happened a decade ago and I am the last to know? I rarely get sick enough to resort to drugs, but I can’t shake this typhoidian sadistic army that is trying to break through the fortress of mucus protecting my brain.
So, if you’ve discovered my blog due to the enormous collection of photos I have posted, please note that it won’t last. My world will eventually return itself to the full and upright position, but hopefully you’ll stick around for the…um…writing. If not, I still love ya. You can check out my gallery here.
I’m not in there because I obviously have no will power.
Now On With The Show
We arrived in Florence late in the afternoon. I had no expectation, and if I had, it would have been blown away. The driver called ahead to our hotel, the charming Residenza Del Moro, to let them know we were about to arrive because the hotel is located on a narrow street, hardly wider than a sidewalk really, and we would need to exit the vehicle quickly so as not to block traffic. He did come to a complete stop, but our goodbyes were brief.
The young woman who greeted us, like we were returning from a long day at work, made us feel right at home. Then we saw the room and were truly blown away by the opulent space. Floor to ceiling grandness made me catch my breath and I was certain I would never want to leave. Pure luxury was ours for the next four nights in this unassuming hotel that felt more like a private residence. We were treated like old friends. Breakfast was served every morning in a nicely appointed room just off a lovely secluded garden.
The first evening we ventured out a bit toward the Santa Maria Novella.
Then we had dinner at a place recommended to us by the young woman at the hotel. Porcini mushrooms are now in season. Peperoncino’s delivered the goods with a hearty vegetable soup followed by some divine earthy goodness of porcini mushroom risotto. Florence is my kind of town.
The next day was a walking tour with another fabulous guide, Sabrina. Like our guides in Rome, she too was passionate, knowledgeable and funny. We toured the market. The pictures speak for themselves. We saw everything there was to see in the streets of the once capital city of Italy.
We dined at La Loggia at the Villa San Michele. It was amazing. They knew it was a special occasion, no doubt thanks to IC Bellagio who made the reservation.
The next day we had a cooking lesson at Apicius Culinary Institute, where we enjoyed preparing lunch with our expert chef Sylvia. She took us to the market and we discussed the importance of choosing fresh, local ingredients that are in season for optimum flavor and nutrition. Imagine that! Think global – buy local, what a concept.
I couldn’t eat another bite!! How about a drink instead?
16 thoughts on “Food Glorious Food”
Everything looks fantastic…especially the porcini mushroom risotto!
Dear Mr. Petruska,
I am uncertain what caused me to overlook your comment here. I am wondering now about your foodie blog. The porcini mushroom risottto was fantastic, any good Italian in your neck of the woods?
Groaning with envy, I’m just off to make a mushroom risotto, and have a good glass of chilled gewurztraminer
The pic of your desk cheered me up – sooo like mine!!!
Valerie, just now looking back at these posts of Italy and noticed I had made not reply to your comment. Sadly, these months later my desk is still a disaster. Today I find myself longing for these hearty foods as I revisit my photos from our wonderful Italian adventure.
How nice to hear from you Honie – I never gave it a thought… but I’m certainly thinking about food, since my latest post and all the comments that have flowed in!
Italian chocolate cake and “breakfast meat platter” both sound like fine breakfasts to me. If I had to choose one or the other, I’d just break down and cry.
LOL I know exactly what you mean. 😛
Wow! This is my kind of trip. I would rather have gone than just read about it. Since you didn’t invite me though I am very glad you’re sharing such great photos and wonderful descriptions.
I thought you might like it. You inspired the food photos. It isn’t something I usually think to do, but my camera went with me everywhere. So, yeah about not inviting you…um…I think I hear someone at my door, gotta run! 😛
OMG, these pics are beautiful. When we go, I’m going to talk/email you about how the best way to do this. That last pic of you — well, you’re gorgeous and for the love of all that is holy — why do you keep posting pics of FOOD????!!!!
P.S. (hope you feel better. Get you some Muscinex woman).
Thanks Brigitte. Any info you want, it’s yours. I have all of the contacts and I’m happy to share. Food is the main attraction! Me? Gorgeous? I’m blushing! I’m feeling better already. 😛
Florence – amazing! I feel like I am seeing time shifted images from my art history books with a side of culinary school. I saw the dome before I read the text – wow! Hope you’re feeling better!
Funny. Yep, can’t swing a dead cat without hitting something historical there. 😛 Thanks, I do feel better than I did this morning.
Was it hard to get a dead cat through customs? Glad you’re on the mend/
Nope, snuck it right passed ’em.