I had the thrill of traveling France and Italy over the Holidays in the early part of this decade. I spent almost a month exploring this part of Europe (my first time “overseas”) and eating my way through the old world.
I started the trip in Firenze (Florence) and remember the first night I spent there vividly. Small market streets had ceilings of white lights draped between buildings guiding our way through wet winter streets. Many were dressed like they were forging through the bitter arctic – I remember feeling warm as the temperature was well over freezing. Perspective is a funny thing. [Read more...]