Saturday, April 2, 2011

Getting there is half the fun...

The trip to Italy was exactly that, a trip.  After cramming my life in a suitcase & a backpack and flying overnight I learned that the airport workers were on strike in Italy.  Luckily I got my hands on my luggage after a few difficult discussions but I learned I would not be able to take the train out of the airport as I had planned.  After a bus ride to another train station and yet another bus ride I made it to my new flat last night.  It is a short walk from my flat to the restaurant so I walked into Old Town and had dinner under the stars. 
I started off with pureed fava beans, sauted white spinach and some red cabbage.  This was followed by a crostini of white beans, mushrooms and bacon that was a perfect match to the local Super-Tuscan I was sipping with dinner.  For my main course my chef delivered pasta fresca with olive oil, freshly grated parm and some bread crumbs. I do apologize for not having pictures of this meal but after two days of airplane food and prepackaged sandwiches on trains I attacked this meal like I hadn't seen food in months.  After walking around Old Town to digest (and maybe find another glass of vino rosso) I walked back home and slept like a rock.
Today is my first day in the restaurant and the camera is by my side so I will try and take some pictures before I devour everything placed in front of me.


  1. Correction: the cheese was pecorino not parm.

  2. I'm so pleased to have met you! You are going to go so far! :}

  3. I'm hungry already! Uncle jimmy was so happy to get to the party and we really appreciated you and Tara stopping by before you left!
    Love you
    Auntie Mary