Food in Italy
I have a joke, in which the various countries contribute their character to heaven and hell. In Heaven, the Italians are the cooks. (In Hell, they are the time keepers. This I believe also, having waited for a bus in Sorrento that never arrived...the schedule said that no less than 5 busses should have come in that hour. Plus one of my trains was over an hour late, probably due to the rain.)
In Italy, like in any other country, you get what you pay for. The cheapest food wasn't worth eating. But the rest...well, let's just say I am thankful that I did not gain weight.
Breakfast includes dessert. Note the strawberry leaves...which are edible.
This is the country that originated pizza, and here is my pepperoni pizza. This is about 16 inches in diameter, making the pepperonis about 5 inches wide.
Friends in Florence recommended a steak dinner...These are 1 kilogram steaks. That means 2.2 pounds of meat (before cooking). It took three of us to eat one Italian steak.
This is the country that originated ice cream, and perfected it in gelato. (Whatever you do, skip the gelato carts (which I only saw at the Vatican.) You may get 4 times the gelato, but it is grainy and tasteless.) The best was the limoncello gelato in Capri. Or it was the dark dark chocolate in Florence. Or maybe it was the grapefruit flavor in Florence.
posted by Marion @ 4:26 PM
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