Home again, Home again, Jiggety-jig!

I have been home for almost a week. It has been great to be home again, jiggety-jig!

I have caught up with friends, got some housework done, did a bit of yard work, and still feel like I am behind the eight ball!

I figure I will post at least once a week now, but maybe more often. It all depends on what I have going on.

I have done some cooking but haven’t always remembered to take pictures. So, here are a few things I have done in the past week.

I made Ragú alla Bolognese, a recipe I made with Francesca in Florence, to share with a friend who recently lost their daughter. Courtney has never been a fan of ‘spaghetti’ sauce, but thought this was awesome.

I am not sure if it was because I made it with the ‘only’ type of puree that Francesca recommended or because he has ‘grown up!’

The sauce is not available at just any grocery store but I found it at PFI (Big John’s.) I had gone along with Marilee to be her carpool ‘dummy’ last week and we came back across I-90 and stopped at PFI. They had the Mutti tomato puree that Francesca used.

Ragu alla Bolgonese with Papparadelle

Ragu alla Bolgonese with Papparadelle

On Sunday I had a few friends over for a fish fry. I have so much fish, both salmon and white fish, left from last year’s trip to Alaska that I need to start using more. It was a fun afternoon with good friends and I hope to do more of them soon

I didn’t take pictures of the fish fry but will post the awesome beer batter recipe from my friend, Judy Bryant.

Beer Batter Recipe for Fish or Other Seafood or Whatever!

1 Egg
1/2 Cup Flour
1 T Cornstarch
1/2 tsp Salt
1 1/2 tsp Baking Powder
1/2 Cup Beer
About 1 lb Fish

Beat egg well. Add flour, cornstarch, salt, baking powder, and beer. Mix well to a smooth batter. Cut fish into small portions, wash and pat dry, place between paper towels.

Add fish to batter. Deep fry at 375 degrees for 3-5 minutes.

This is a light and easy batter for fish that fries well and doesn’t come out greasy if you make sure your oil is hot.

On Monday I worked in the yard a while and also washed my filthy car. I can’t believe how banged up the car is even though I had work done on it in the past 2 years. Those areas that were fixed, the paint is peeling away and cracking even though I had no problem for the first 14 years!

Being back in Costco land, I bought some beef short ribs the other day. I cooked them last night using a similar recipe to the one for osso buco.

I browned the meat well on all sides. Added chopped onion, carrot, celery, and garlic. After sautéing the vegetables for a while, I added a cup of red wine. I cooked that down then added the ribs back in along with a pint and a half of home-canned tomatoes and more wine. Put the lid on and put it in the 350 degree oven for about 3 hours.

Braised Short Ribs with Onion, Celery, Carrots and Tomatoes

Braised Short Ribs with Onion, Celery, Carrots and Tomatoes

I also made Risotto alla Milanese (Risotto with Saffron.)

8 oz. Risotto Rice
1 small onion, chopped
1 liter broth, heated with 1 package saffron (I used 2 good sized pinches)
1/2 Cup White wine
2 Tablespoons Butter
1 Cup Grated Parmesan Cheese

Sauté onion in butter until soft but not brown. Add rice and stir for several minutes. Add wine and cook until evaporated. Add broth a little at a time and stir constantly. Continue until broth is gone and rice is creamy and smooth. Add salt and pepper to taste. When rice is ‘al dente’ stir in another pat of butter and the parmesan cheese.

Risotto alla Milanese

Risotto alla Milanese

For a vegetable, I sautéed broccolini with shallots and red paper flakes in olive oil.

Broccolini with Shallots and Red Pepper Flakes

Broccolini with Shallots and Red Pepper Flakes

The short ribs were topped with chopped parsley and grated lemon zest which add just the right amount of zing! And a little grated parmesan on the rice added a little more richness. It was quite a good dinner and Courtney was most appreciative!

Braised Beef Ribs with Risotto alla Milanese and Broccolini

Braised Beef Ribs with Risotto alla Milanese and Broccolini

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Taste of Marias Food Tour

In the Nice apartment there was a magazine, I think called France, that had an article about a food tour in Paris. I read it, of course, it was about food! But I didn’t expect to go to Paris so that was the end of that, right?

Since Paris wasn’t originally on my radar screen, I hadn’t done my usual in-depth research job. Once I got there, however, I started looking into things to do and happened upon a reference to the same food tour by Paris by Mouth.

I checked out the website and then the event calendar. Well, there was one open spot for the next day at 3:30 for the Taste of Marias tour. Hmmm, sounded good but I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to fly out that day or not.

I checked the flights and realized I would be there at least one more day, so I made my reservation for the tour. Great decision!

The tour is guided by an ex-pat from Spokane, Jennifer. There was another couple from Mercer Island, a couple from Toronto, and another from San Diego. They only allow eight people on each tour including the guide.

We met in front of a small cafe in the rain. After introductions and a small preface about the tour by Jennifer, we took off.

We started at Jacques Genin chocolate shop at 133 rue de Turenne. The shop was on a corner in a very nondescript building with no name above the door or anywhere. But, when you walked in you were surrounded by beautiful chocolate Easter “sculptures” and displays. We had samples of three different chocolates, a creamy caramel, and pâtes de fruits.

Jacques came from a difficult childhood and started his culinary career in a slaughterhouse, opened his first restaurant when he was 28, then became a self-taught chocolatier. He only sells from his stores.

Beautifully Painted Easter Chickens

Beautifully Painted Easter Chickens


Chocolate Easter Egg

Chocolate Easter Egg

Chocolate Seashells

Chocolate Seashells

Next stop was a bakery, 134 RdT owned by Benjamin Turquier at 134 rue de Turenne, 75003. Benjamin is another self-made and taught person. There is an annual contest to see who makes the best baguettes in Paris and his are #3. His croissants have ranked in the top 10 for about 8 years.

Baguettes are pretty sacred in France and during WWII, they were made with anything and everything available. Sometime in the 1990’s a bread act was passed that regulates what goes into the baguette, stipulates that the product must be made on premises, and the bread or the products that go into it cannot be frozen. So, if you are ever in France look for a shop that says boulangerie, boulanger, or artisan somewhere on the outside. That is one that has made the product on site following the rules of the act.

Some of the Wonderful Breads at the Boulangerie

Some of the Wonderful Breads at the Boulangerie

The Boulangerie

The Boulangerie

Jennifer purchased a baguette, some croissants, and something called a chouquette. We walked to a beautiful nearby park that had a covered pavillion so we could be out of the rain while tasting. The baguette was crisp on the outside, chewy and delicious throughout.

Baguette

Baguette

Next we tried the croissants. Croissants are made by rolling out a yeast dough and putting a slab of butter on it, folding the dough into thirds, then rolling again, and folding, and repeating, over and over. When the croissant is baked all that butter creates steam which creates flaky layers. They were the best I have ever eaten. Flakes of lighter than air goodness floated off at every bite. I am sure the birds loved us after we left for leaving them such a feast!

Flaky, Buttery Croissants

Flaky, Buttery Croissants

Interior of the Croissant. Look at all those layers of flaky goodness!

Interior of the Croissant. Look at all those layers of flaky goodness!

The chouquette is made with pâte à choux. That is the ‘dough’ that you use to make cream puffs. These had thick ‘pellets’ of sugar on them and were quite scrumptious. Didn’t get a picture, though, as they were eaten so quickly!

We went to Maison Ramella which was a charcuterie but also a place that makes all kinds of foods for takeout. There was a name for it that I don’t remember, but basically they are like a caterer with ready to eat meals. Jennifer picked up rillettes de canard and rosette de Lyon from there.

Rillettes de cunard is similar to a confit but instead of a whole duck leg or other part, it is shredded meat that is then mixed with the fat of the bird. The rosette de Lyon is a cured pork sausage similar to a salami.

Ready to Eat Foods.  Like nothing you would find in Seattle.

Ready to Eat Foods. Like nothing you would find in Seattle.

More Lovely Ready to Eat Foods

More Lovely Ready to Eat Foods

Charcuterie

Charcuterie

The next stop was the Jouannault cheese shop at 39 rue de Bretagne. This shop was not just a cheese shop that sells the cheese out of the case, but an Affineur. Affineurs receive the cheese from the producers and have a cave (cellar) under the shop where they hold them until they are just á point (perfectly ready to eat.)

Jennifer chose the cheeses we would try based on her discussion with the staff about which cheeses were ready to be eaten at that time. When Jennifer first arrived in France, her objective was to try every cheese in France. She hasn’t made it through them all yet, but she sure knows her cheeses!

Caractère de Cochon at 42 rue Charlot, was the next shop. I could have stayed there and tried one of everything if there had been time. It is a tiny little place with meats from all over in the cases, hanging from the ceiling, and covering every space of the shop. We tried samples of Italian “Drunken Pig” ham and 3 year old French l’Ibaiona ham. They both were melt in your mouth awesome. It is just too bad the US won’t allow any meat products to be brought back! But then I would have had to buy another suitcase.

Slab of Bacon, Sausages, and other Meaty Goodness

Slab of Bacon, Sausages, and other Meaty Goodness

The Friendly Meat Guy

The Friendly Meat Guy


Three Very Long Sandwiches for a Party.  Every few inches there were different meats and spreads.  You tear the sandwich apart, not cut, just like you would a baguette.

Three Very Long Sandwiches for a Party. Every few inches there were different meats and spreads. You tear the sandwich apart, not cut, just like you would a baguette.

Our last stop was at a new concept wine shop, Bibovino at 35 rue Charlot. The owner has worked with wine makers who are mostly ‘organic’ and receives the wines in 3 liter boxes. Not your Franzia type wines in a box, but excellent wines from all over France. Packaging them in this way saves a lot of money for the winemaker and the consumer.

In the back of the shop there were barrels with boards on top to make tables with stools around them. We all sat down and Jennifer started breaking out the cheese and charcuterie purchases. These were paired with wines from the shop.

Jennifer and the couple from Mercer Island at Bibovino

Jennifer and the couple from Mercer Island at Bibovino

The following is the list of cheeses we tried and Jennifer’s descriptions:

Rocamadour AOC (goat, Midi-Pyrénées, 1-3 weeks) – tender and creamy pate, it tastes mild and milky with a nutty aftertaste.

Rouelle du Tarn (goat, Midi-Pyrénées, 2-4 weeks) – this is an ash covered, donut shaped cheese with a hole in the center. It’s mild with a milky flavor and hazelnut note.

The Goat Cheeses

The Goat Cheeses


Abbaye de Belloc (sheep, Basque Pyrénées, 3 months) – nutty and sheepy with flavors of caramelized brown sugar.
Basque Sheep Cheese (my personal favorite)

Basque Sheep Cheese (my personal favorite)

Brie de Meaux AOC (cow, Ile-de-France, 6-8 weeks) – can taste of mushrooms, earth, wet leaves, oysters, mushrooms sautéed in butter or mushroom soup. Some longer-aged versions have a strong ammonia smell which a few connoisseurs like. Hand ladled using a perforated ladle (dates back to 12th century) that allows the curds to be transported to the mold unbroken in order to achieve the smooth, voluptuous, custard-like interior.

Brie

Brie de Meaux

Mont d’Or AOC (cow, Jura, 1 month) – technically a washed rind cheese, but not at all strong in flavor. This creamy cheese has a delicate taste accented by the spruce band that binds it and helps it to keep its shape while maturing. To be eaten with a spoon or melted in the oven like fondue. Produced only from September to April.

Mont d'Or

Mont d’Or

Comté AOC (cow, Jura, 30 months) – has a firm and supple texture that melts in the mouth and leaves a sweet taste (95% of cows used for this cheese are Monbéliarde, known for their sweet milk; the rest are Simmental). Can taste of melted butter, milk chocolate, hazelnuts, toast, leather, pepper, butterscotch, sweet orange. Strong salt but balanced with a nutty tang. This cheese has the highest production figures of all French cheese. Graded on a scale of 1-20. Those that score 15-20 wear a green band, those from 12-15 wear a red band. Below three can’t be labeled Comte. Aged for a minimum of 3 months but can be aged up to five years, although 18, 24, 30 and 36 are more common. (I must have forgotten to take any more pictures so don’t have this cheese or the meats.)

The wine we started with was Touraine AOC (100% Sauvignon Blanc). Then a Côtes du Rhône AOC (Grenache, Syrah and Cinsault) and finally a Vin de Pays d’Oc (50% Syrah and 50% Merlot). They were all very nice wines and went well with the cheeses. Jennifer said that you always want the cheese to be stronger than the wine when pairing. Or, just open a bottle of sparkling wine and drink with all of them!

It was a fabulous tour and I will go on the other tours provided by Paris by Mouth next time I am in Paris.

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Beautiful Seattle!

I made it home on Wednesday after a very long day of traveling. I left Paris at 1:30 PM on Wednesday on Icelandair and flew to Reykjavik, Iceland. The flight was a little over 3 hours. Barely saw any of Iceland from air or ground since I was in a middle seat and the woman by the window had the shade down.

I didn’t get a seat assignment for the flight to Seattle in Paris, so I went to the information desk in Reyjkavik and, luckily, got assigned one there. Another middle seat but at least I was on my way home. It was a 7 1/2 hour flight to Seattle. Icelandair does not offer any extras like Delta does but it was better than I expected after reading some online reviews.

I don’t think I ever posted why the flights got so full. When I left in late February there were a lot of open seats on multiple days in late March. Then when I started looking again a couple weeks ago, they were booked up. European flights are not usually booked at the last minute so it was really strange.

Well, come to find out, Lufthansa pilots went on strike for 4 days, starting around last Thursday and ending on Monday. They ended up canceling something like 700 overseas flights. So, people were being re-booked onto other airlines. I also read that they were planning to strike again over the Easter weekend. However, it will be interesting to see whether they do after the horrific crash in the French Alps earlier this week. Especially after finding out it was intentional on the part of the co-pilot. What a horrible thing to happen. I feel so bad for the families of the victims.

I got into Seattle about 5:15 PM and Courtney got off work at 5:30, so he was able to go pick up his car and then get me. Made it nice not to have to wait at all.

It was interesting going through the new immigration and customs at Seattle. For US and Canadian citizens there are now kiosks where you scan your passport and answer the customs questions online. I also had filled out the custom form on the plane.

That went fairly smoothly except I knew I was going to be rejected because I had cheese and was over the dollar limit with my ring purchase. So, I then had to stand in another line to talk to an actual agent.

He saw the cheese part and I told him it was hard cheese over 60 days so he was like, okay, see ya. I asked about the ring purchase. Then he looked at the form a little closer and asked me how much I had spent. I said around $1100 (the official amount you can bring back is $800) and he said it was within his discretionary limit so, Welcome, Home! And off I sent.

It was cloudy and had rained recently, but it was still fairly warm. I was shocked at how much everything had grown, especially the weeds in the front flower beds! I had them all cleaned out before I left but it is unbelievable how much they have come back.

The tulips are up and blooming, the forsythia is covered in yellow flowers, the blueberries, Italian plum, Asian pear, and cherry trees are in full bloom.

Italian Plum Tree

Italian Plum Tree

Not many of the seeds I planted before I left came up. A few radishes, a collard green, and one fennel. I hope to get the rest of my seeds started indoors and/or planted outside in the next few days.

Today, Thursday, is a beautiful, warm day. It is 70 degrees now and I am sitting in the sun on the patio, writing this and communing with my chickens.

Cleo, my Easter Egger

Cleo, my Easter Egger

Blackie is pecking at my fingers and toes. None of them have ever done that before.

Blackie , the toe pecker

Blackie , the toe pecker

I will be posting about my Paris food tour later and then will have at least one more post of Random Observations from my trip.

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Rainy Day in Paris

What a difference a day makes. I woke up to cloudy skies and could see that it had rained sometime in the night. It was not, however, raining at that time.

I wanted to see the Notre Dame and Louvre today and had thought about doing a bus tour. There weren’t any pickup locations very close to me so I decided to take the Metro down to Notre Dame area.

After wandering around trying to find the Metro station, I finally found one. I then ended up backtracking probably 2 blocks underground until I got to the stop I meant to go to in the first place! I have been able to find my way around here much easier than Florence. That was the first time I got a bit out of place.

By the time I got down to the area of Notre Dame and the Louvre it had been at least an hour, what with my wandering and dithering. I got off at the Hotel de Ville, which to my surprise I found a mall! Then I wandered around again trying to find Notre Dame. When I finally found the place where the buses were taking off, I wasn’t sure I would have time to do that and make it to my food tour. So, I decided to walk around and look at the places as best I could. I had a Rick Steves download on his app this time, but forgot about it until I was already past most of the places! Duh!

Notre Dame was quite a sight to see. It is amazing to think that construction started in 1160. Actually, so many of the buildings I have seen are just incredible when you consider there were no cranes or power tools to assist in the building of them.

Notre Dame

Notre Dame

Notre Dame

Notre Dame


The Louvre was also quite an amazing structure as were many of the other buildings I saw as I walked around. It started raining again and I had a food tour at 3:30, so I went into a cafe to sit and get out of the rain.

Palais de Justice

Palais de Justice

Panoramic of one part of Louvre from Interior Courtyard

Panoramic of one part of Louvre from Interior Courtyard

Louvre

Louvre

Louvre

Louvre


By this time, it was raining and I was a bit hungry and wanted to sit for a while. I went into the Cafe Blanc which was very close to the Louvre and to the Hotel Louvre where I figured I could catch a taxi to take me to the start of the tour. I had no idea how to find it on my own.

I ordered a salmon quiche since I didn’t want to eat too much as I was going on a food tour, but wanted something. Well, it was quite a large piece of quiche and came with a nice salad. I tried to stretch the eating out so I could go straight to the meeting place for the tour, but I still got there almost an hour early. And, it was raining pretty well by that time.

Cafe Blanc

Cafe Blanc


Salmon Quiche and Salad

Salmon Quiche and Salad

I had a great food tour and will post more about it after I get home. I am almost ready to leave for the airport and, hopefully, get on a flight to home! Can’t wait to see you all. Will do a brief post if I do not make flight to let you know.

Bon Voyage!

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Springtime In Paris

I am staying at the Hotel Bradford just off the Champs Élysées. The hotel is pretty nice, rooms a little small, but that is to be expected. Staff is friendly and helpful. My room even has a window that looks out onto the street and sunlight comes in at times! Woo Hoo!

My Hotel Room

My Hotel Room

Bathroom

Bathroom

There was even a little card on the shower/bathtub controls with instructions on how to use it. Believe me, it was needed!

Breakfast was included in my room price so I headed down to see what they had. Not your typical Holiday Inn Express or other American hotel breakfast.

A waiter serves your coffee. I found this out after I poured my own and he came in and got me a little pot of coffee and cream. There were croissants and other pastries, breads, juices, little crepe/pancakes with all kinds of things to go on them, scrambled eggs, fried eggs, sausage, bacon (limp), potatoes, lunch meats, vegetables, yogurt, fruit, and then my kind of breakfast – about 8 different types of cheeses and about the same number of salumi.

Breakfast of Parisians

Breakfast of Parisians

Breakfast Room

Breakfast Room

I then got ready and walked to the Champs-Élysées towards the Arc de Triomphe de l’Étoile, Arch of Triumph of the Star. It stands in the Place de Charles de Gualle at the Western end of the Champs-Élysées. It honors those who fought and died in the French Revolution and the Napoleonic Wars. Quite impressive.

Arc de Triomphe

Arc de Triomphe


It was funny, though, walking down the Champs-Élysées after having just read a book about WWII called The Nightingale. It talked about how when the Nazis took over Paris there were Nazi flags flying all along the street. I almost expected to see them. There were a lot of flags flying, but not with swastikas!

I then walked to the Eiffel Tower. It was a nice sunny day but lots of smog. I had read that just a couple of days ago that they had implemented emergency measures to combat the pollution. Only allowing cars with 3 or more passengers into the city, for instance. I did see one intersection where they were flagging cars over, and I expect ticketed. I didn’t know what was going on at the time I saw this, however.

There were a lot of people waiting in lines to either climb or take the lift up the tower. Those who know me well, know I am no fan of heights, so it didn’t even cross my mind to do either. I did sit down and enjoy the view for a while and walked all around it.

'Artsy' Picture of Eiffel Tower from across the Seine

‘Artsy’ Picture of Eiffel Tower from across the Seine

Looking up from beneath the Eiffel Tower at people on the first level

Looking up from beneath the Eiffel Tower at people on the first level

Me and the Tower

Me and the Tower

Eiffel Tower

Eiffel Tower

I then rambled around through neighborhood streets just soaking up the atmosphere and the sun. I came across a construction area where it cracked me up. There along the fence were a bunch of push scooters, no doubt belonging to some of the workmen, all locked up along with bikes. You don’t see many people commuting on these in Seattle. But, I saw all ages and genders on them in Nice. Not so many yet here in Paris, but they are obviously used.

Commuter Scooters

Commuter Scooters

I came across this beautiful church on my walk, but haven’t identified it yet.

Outside of a Large Church

Outside of a Large Church

Lots of Beautiful Poultry in a Shop Window

Lots of Beautiful Poultry in a Shop Window

By the time I made it back to my neighborhood, I was tired and hungry. I randomly stopped at a cafe I saw, Villa Berri. I ordered the Salad Paysanne. It had ham, egg, cantal cheese, potatoes, and tomatoes. It was fine, but nothing to get excited about. Good bread to go with it, though! Back in France with salted, chewy bread!

Salad Paysanne

Salad Paysanne

I went back to the hotel and laid down for a nap. The long train ride and little sleep, plus all the walking had caught up with me.

I decided I wanted Steak and Frites for dinner. I did my research and found a couple of places nearby. I went to the one that was closest, Chez Boris. It was huge compared to most of the places I have eaten at in Europe.

I told the waiter that I wanted a good, juicy steak. He showed me a few on the menu called Entrecôte, or rib steaks. They were from various regions of France, Germany, and Angus from the States. I asked the difference between the two from France. He asked me if I like flavorful or tender. I said flavorful so got the one from Salers in middle France.

To start I was served an amuse-bouche of crostini with olive tapenade. It was very good tapenade.

Crostini with Olive Tapenade

Crostini with Olive Tapenade

All the steaks are served with frites and a green salad. The steak was dry-aged for 21 days and had a slight funk smell to it. It was cooked perfectly and tasted excellent. Just what I wanted.

Chez Boris Entrecôte

Chez Boris Entrecôte

The frites were crispy and hot and wonderful. I had read thaty they double fried them in beef fat, so why not, right?

Frites

Frites

After dinner, I headed back to the hotel. The hotel offers ‘snacks’ from 1:00 PM until 2:00 AM. There are chips, peanuts, lots of sweets, and even tomatoes. I thought about getting some dessert but was pretty full so grabbed a couple of bite-sized Toblerone to have just a bit of chocolate. Perfect!

It was a fine day in Paris.

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Night Train to Paris

As I said before, the overnight train to Paris from Milan supposedly wasn’t running. So, I had to take a day and night trip.

Starting at 1:30 PM from Florence to Milan. The train was nice and again like an airplane there was service and free drinks and snacks. Only a couple of stops before Milan, then I had about 30 minutes before the next train to Paris.

Train from Florence to Milan

Train from Florence to Milan

I was not very impressed with the second train. It was not real clean and for whatever reason, even in 1st class, you didn’t get free snacks or drinks.

There were very few people in my car leaving Milan. I was in a seat with one next to me and two across. All empty. Then we stopped, I think it was Turin, and a guy came on and was across from me by the window. Quite a few other people got on too.

The next stop, I heard someone behind me talking loudly, but I, of course, couldn’t understand a word of it. Several people around me turned around to look in surprise, amazement, not sure.

Well, next thing I know a large man came to the seat by me, still talking loudly, with another man. He motioned for the other man to sit by me and he sat across from me. The guy next to me looked nervous and unsure. The guy across from me kept talking and it was directed at me. I finally said, English. He kept on going. I then put my finger to my lips and shook my head and said, Shhhh! He did shut up briefly.

People all around were looking on in amazement and some in dismay. I had no clue what was going on but all I could think of was they both stank of cigarette smoke and I was going to have to smell that all the way.

In a little while, the ticket guy came by and said something to the loudmouth. He saluted him, and then started jabbering again. The ticket guy left.

Next thing the more ‘official’ looking ticket guy came by, and then the two guys got up to go with him. I motioned upwards to indicate they needed to take their packs with them.

Everyone around me kind of looked at each other and rolled their eyes, and/or sighed in relief. One guy that was seated further back came over to make sure they had taken their stuff with them. I was still like, WTF?

Then a young woman who had been sitting across the aisle from me came back as I was going to the bathroom. She said something like that was weird and they were why she left. I tried to see if she knew more about what happened but she didn’t say.

So, I got a glass of wine and went back to my seat to continue listening to my book and minding my own business. Pretty soon some sort of police came through looking around, then a while later some other sort of ‘official’ people came through.

There was some pretty scenery through parts of the trip before it got dark. But for the most part, especially through the towns, it is graffiti, industrial areas, and the back side of buildings. Outside of towns there are lots of tunnels and bridges with walls so you can’t see. After a while, and especially when it was dark, it got pretty darn boring. 10 hours on a train is about 8 too many.

The Alps

The Alps

A couple of hours later, the same loudmouthed guy came back into the car and sat down in another seat. He didn’t say a word. Again, my fellow travelers all kind of looked at each other nervously. At the next stop a couple got on and he was in their seat so he left. I saw him twice more walk through the car but never saw the other man who had sat next to me. Probably will never know what happened.

I arrived in Paris at 11:30 PM. I walked into the station, which was pretty much deserted, and wasn’t sure where to go. I finally found a Taxi sign and followed it. There was a rather long line for taxis (I had seen something online about there always being one) but it probably only took 15 minutes to get one.

Driving along to the hotel I saw Notre Dame, the Louvre, and then the Eiffel Tower. Got to the hotel and had a very nice reception. All I wanted was some ice for a drink, and Jacques, was nice enough to get me a bowl of ice. He then took my bag and the bowl up to my room for me.

I am sure Jacques was thinking, another crazy American and their need for ice!

The room was very warm so I opened the window and turned down the heat in the bathroom. There was no heat in the room itself. I go from a freezing apartment to an overly warm hotel room! Oh well, the pleasures of traveling.

I did some email and online stuff and finally went to bed about 1:00 AM. The room has two windows that open onto the street so that kept the street noise down pretty well. However, there was some sort of noise I could hear that almost sounded like heavy furniture across tile floors, but the floors are carpeted?! I got about 5 hours of sleep then decided that was going to be all I could get.

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Settignano and Lampredotto

As I have learned, Saturdays in Florence are crowded and busy, so I decided to take another bus ride out of town.

Settignano is a small village on a hillside close to Fiesole. In fact, there is a walk you can take between the two villages. Settignano doesn’t have as many tourists and I think it is quite a bit smaller than Fiesole. Plus, there was nothing in the guide book about it so I had looked online.

Settignano Church

Settignano Church

I walked around the town a little. Again, very narrow streets with cars going in both directions. Not many shops or restaurants, but I had read rave reviews about one of the restaurants called Caffe Desiderio.

Caffe Desiderio

Caffe Desiderio

Caffe Desiderio Outside Tables

Caffe Desiderio Outside Tables


The menu had several starters so I ordered a chickpea crepe with burrata cheese, anchovies and chorizo. After a discussion with owner, Michele, I decided to finally try the lampredotto (tripe.) It is the third stomach of the cow. It was stewed with artichokes in a tomato sauce. I had said I would try it while here and he convinced me it was very good. Hope so since I will be very hungry if not!

Chickpea Crepe with Anchovies and Chorizo

Chickpea Crepe with Anchovies and Chorizo


I asked which wine and he suggested a Trebbiano from the northern Chianti area. It was a family run winery producing about 40,000 cases a year. Served in very nice wine glasses. Some places serve even the good wine in cheap glasses.

A Quatro of Trebbiano.  He opened the bottle then poured it into the little pitcher that sat in a little bucket of ice.

A Quatro of Trebbiano. He opened the bottle then poured it into the little pitcher that sat in a little bucket of ice.


It had turned into a cloudy day. It was a little cool outside but not too bad. Glad I wore my heavier sweater and scarf. I had been very hot on bus though.

The crepe was excellent. It had seemed an odd combination but the flavors went together very well. The chorizo was a hard, dried one that was a little spicy and the anchovies added that extra hit of saltiness. The burrata was creamy and delicious and the crepe a little crispy and good.

The lampredotto was actually very well done. It was seasoned perfectly, and had a tomato based sauce with thinly sliced artichokes, onions, and fresh squeezed lemon. The tripe was tender with a slight chew. No funky smell or flavor at all. I really enjoyed it and ate it all. (After watching so many Andrew Zimmern shows with him saying it tasted a little poopy, I was a bit intimidated.)

Lampredotto with Artichokes

Lampredotto with Artichokes

What a contrast this place is to Florence. Quieter, a few people walking by and quite a few cars. It was nice to just sit and look around.

The restaurant is a husband and wife team and is open like 12 hours a day. Only the two of them when I was there so not sure if they have help throughout the day or not. He waits and she cooks.

It was getting a little cool outside and I had to use the restroom so I went inside to have my coffee. Inside there were 5 tables, along with the 4 outside. I can’t understand how some of these places can make it they are so small. If not for outside tables they wouldn’t be able to serve many meals. And they didn’t have any kind of covering outside for winter or rain.

Inside Caffe Desiderio

Inside Caffe Desiderio


There was a leg of ham in a contraption for hand carving.

"Ham"

“Ham”

After asking for my check, he brought me the check and a free grappa for digestion. Very nice experience and I am glad I spent the day in Settignano.

Back in Florence it was just packed everywhere. I had thought since it was around 4:00 I might be able to get in to see David, but the place was mobbed once again. So, I headed back to the apartment.

Later, I went to Cantinetta dei Verazzano’s to get a bite to eat. I was going to have the last of the soup but just didn’t feel like it. Plus, before I left Seattle I had seen a place that had chickpea focaccia stuffed with various things. It turned out to be the place Megan had taken me to for a ‘croissant’ The place was hopping but I was seated in the ‘breakfast area with another single woman and a couple.

I ordered the cecina (chickpea focaccia) with prosciutto and tartufo. Can’t get enough of these truffles! It was topped with a little cream and pomegranate seeds. Fabulous! Courtney and I are going to have to get back on the chickpea flour train again and do some different things with it!

Cecina with Prosciutto and Tartufo

Cecina with Prosciutto and Tartufo

Verazzano’s obviously is a wine producer too. I ordered a glass of their rosé. He brought the wine glass with ice and an extra glass to pour it into so it was nice and cold, then poured a taste. Very nice.

I also ordered a salad with gorgonzola and walnuts. The basket of bread had 3 different types, one was a cheesy focaccia which was the best.

Salad with Gorgonzola, Walnuts, and Egg

Salad with Gorgonzola, Walnuts, and Egg

Bread Basket

Bread Basket


I went home and went to bed not long after since I had woken at about 3:00 AM and had not gotten any more sleep the night before.

Tomorrow, off to Paris on the train!

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Amethyst Ring and Great Wines

I decided to find a ring today. I had been window shopping for days. I went to the Ponte Vecchio and looked again. Finally ending up in a place called The Goldsmith, appropriately enough.

I had them bring out all of their amethyst rings and they even went to neighboring shops. It was funny, though, the first one that caught my eye was the one I bought.

Amethyst Ring

Amethyst Ring

It was going to take an hour or so to have it sized so I headed to a wine bar Megan had told me about. The name was Le Volpi e l’uva – which means the Fox and the Grapes from the fable by Aesop. I am not familiar with the fable so will have to do some research.

It is a wine bar with no kitchen but they do have cheeses, salumi, tostones, and a few vegetable type dishes like salads and crudités. It is off the beaten path a little, over the Ponte Vecchio and through one piazza to another smaller one. They had excellent directions on their website or I probably would never have found it.

It was a small place, like so many here. It had 6 tables outside in a covered area and a small bar with stools that had a couple older men already inside. I was the only one at the tables outside, but not for long. It filled up within about 15 minutes.

A woman came out and I asked if they could do a mixed plate of salumi and cheese, since the menu had plates of cheese or plates of salumi. Once again I put myself in her hands regarding the wines. She suggested the Fattoria do Petreto. A Tuscan wine made with Sauvignon and Semillon.

Outside Area of Le Volpi e l'uva

Outside Area of Le Volpi e l’uva

The plate had Tuscan ham, salami aged in Barrolo wine, Parmesan and a sheep and cow milk softer cheese. A good brown bread with nuts and seeds that was the best bread I have had in Italy.

Salumi and Cheese Plate

Salumi and Cheese Plate

Excellent Brown Bread

Excellent Brown Bread


The next wine was a Vernaccia di San Gimgnano. More minerally and all I could think was that I wished they had raw oysters too!

Next wine was a Sicily Catarratto. I liked the Vernaccia the best.

For some reason I find it funny to see people smoking Marlboro’s here. One woman smoking them and the guy with her had roll your own. They also had a stupid dog who barked several times when other dogs went by.

I really enjoyed myself and spent 2 hours there. The waitress was very animated and definitely knew her wines.

I went and picked up my ring and headed back to the apartment to read. I researched restaurants for dinner and found one that had fairly good reviews and was close by, Buca Poldo.

Florence is known for their Bistecca Fiorentina, which is basically a T-Bone steak. You see big hunks of it in restaurant windows and at the butcher shops. I had been wanting to try it.

Buca Poldo is in a basement. They also have outdoor tables but I was seated inside. There were two other tables of Italians there before me!

Buca Poldo

Buca Poldo

I ordered fresh made Fettuccine with Porcini Mushroom Sauce. It was steaming hot and tasted creamy and mushroomy.

Fettuccine with Porcini Mushroom Sauce

Fettuccine with Porcini Mushroom Sauce

The steak was huge, flavorful, and way too much. The potatoes that came with it were hot and crispy, just the way I like them. If I had known the steak came with potatoes I would have skipped the fettuccine.

Bistecca Fiorentina

Bistecca Fiorentina

One of the things I really like about Europe is that you can order small bottles of wine, instead of a big one. I ordered the Villa Antorini, since that was the wine conglomerate that Megan worked for.

Villa Antinori

Villa Antinori

Another reason I had chosen this restaurant is that I could make a reservation online. It said I would even get 20% off the bill, which I did. I don’t think they even looked at the online reservation system, just asked me if I had one after I was seated.

When I was done with the meal, the waiter asked if I would like a dessert wine for free! I said I would have the Vin Santo since I had not had any yet. It was good, not too sweet. He said it is usually served with biscotti.

Vin Santo

Vin Santo

Overall, it was a pleasant dinner and rather a charming little place. The service was good, even though they seated a couple with a one year old next to me. The kid was well-behaved mostly because she was stuffing her face the whole time!

When I got back to the apartment, my friends, Marilee and Yvonne, FaceTimed me from the yacht club. They were there getting read for the annual Marine Swap Meet on Saturday. It was fun seeing them. Then Marilee took me on a tour of the place so I could say hi to friends that were there. Made me a bit more homesick, though.

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Fiesole and the Uffizi

Thursday dawned bright, sunny, and warm so off to Fiesole.

Caught the bus after only waiting a few minutes at San Marco. The bus sign said San Marco so every person who got on asked “Fiesole?” Maybe he finally changed it.

Every bus driver I have seen has his headphones in his ears and the phone cord with the microphone in his mouth and is talking on it. They must go through a lot of cords from chewing on them.

Bus tickets are 1.20€ for 90 minutes. You have to punch it when you get on and it stamps the time. I wasn’t sure how to punch the ticket so waited until I saw others.

We went around the corner and the driver pulled over, stopped, got off and stood there, still talking. Must have been his union break. It was just a few minute before we left again.

I then realized I had forgotten the stupid guide book with the Fiesole walking tour at the apartment! I had purposely brought my backpack just so I could bring it too!

Fiesole is at the top of a nearby hillside. The bus went careening around corners and at times it seemed like it wouldn’t make it past the parked cars on one side and moving cars on the other. I just held on so I wouldn’t slide out of the hard plastic seat.

When we got to the main Piazza in Fiesole, I headed up a hill out of town since I remembered there was something up a hill. There are Etruscan ruins and an ancient Roman theater, that is still used for a festival, somewhere.

I walked and walked and didn’t find anything but a view from a park. I walked some more on the narrowest sidewalk and along a two-way street barely wide enough for one car much less two!

View from a park on one side of Fiesole

View from a park on one side of Fiesole

I thought this was so charming.  A picture on the Gas cover.  I saw several.

I thought this was so charming. A picture on the Gas cover. I saw several.

Gas station in Fiesole.  Size of a parking space on the side of a very narrow road!  Cracked me up.

Gas station in Fiesole. Size of a parking space on the side of a very narrow road! Cracked me up.

I finally turned around and headed back. Back in the main piazza by the bus stop, I saw a sign pointing up the other way that said San Francesco. That rang a bell so I went up the very steep, long road. The view from there of Florence and the whole valley was awesome. It was fairly hazy though. Not sure if it was smog or not. Probably.

Panoramic view from top of Fiesole.

Panoramic view from top of Fiesole.

View of Florence from Fiesole.  The Duomo really is huge compared to everything else.

View of Florence from Fiesole. The Duomo really is huge compared to everything else.

As I got back down, a couple asked me how far it was up. I told them maybe a quarter mile and very steep, but worth it. I asked them if they knew where the ruins were. They thought it was just around the corner. It was the Roman theater but it was closed due to trees down! I never found the Etruscan ruins. So, I decided to go back as a bus was sitting there.

Fiesole's Duomo (church)

Fiesole’s Duomo (church)

The Piazza San Marco, where the bus stops, is right next door to the Galleria dell’ Accademia where Michelangelo’s David is displayed. There were crowds of students around the Accademia so I fought my way thru and avoided the Duomo area since I knew it would be packed too. The students are like kids everywhere with no concept of anyone but themselves. They don’t move off the streets or sidewalks allowing a path through.

I was looking for a place to eat, since I hadn’t eaten all day, and stumbled across Caffe Italiano, which was the one I couldn’t find a few days before!

Opened the door and no one inside, of course. It was about 12:30 but I asked if they were open for lunch. The waitress said 5 minutes but said I could go ahead and sit down.

Caffe Italiano

Caffe Italiano

Chandelier and Ceiling of Caffe Italiano.  The ceilings here are always very cool , high with interesting structure.

Chandelier and Ceiling of Caffe Italiano. The ceilings here are always very cool , high with interesting structure.

Megan had said it was a place for pizza but I didn’t see any on the menu. There was something called a Crouton with stuff on it, so maybe that was it. But when I walked in the door there was a leg of ‘ham’ on a cutting machine so I ordered bufala mozzarella and Parma ham. I expected a plate with some cheese and ham. It was a huge ball of cheese and a lot of Parma. The ham was extremely good. Dry, salty, and went well with the creamy mozzarella, wonderful!

Bufala Mozzarella

Bufala Mozzarella

Parma Ham

Parma Ham

I had asked the waitress which I should get between the pork or beef. She said the beef was traditional so I ordered the roast beef with roasted potatoes. It was flavorful and good but pretty lean so slightly tough. Potatoes were good.

'Traditional' Roast Beef and Potatoes

‘Traditional’ Roast Beef and Potatoes

I actually decided to have an espresso. It was great! Only my second of the trip.

Shot of Espresso

Shot of Espresso

The service was good and friendly. A group of elderly American tourists were brought in by a guide, but they were in another room. I sat there thinking it could have been my parents. Glad I am on my own at this point. Not sure I could ever go for the big tour group thing.

I had a couple of hours before my reservation at the Uffizi so went to the apartment and read. The hill climbing had worn me out a bit.

I had been told, and also had read, that going to the Uffizi around 4:00 PM was a good idea since it was less crowded. NOT! I thought for sure all the school groups would be long gone, but there were hundreds of them. Also, several Asian tour groups. It was mobbed. I can’t imagine what it would have been like earlier in the day when I have seen lines stretching for a block waiting to get it.

I had downloaded my Rick Steve’s audio tour again. It started off in a room that was closed for renovations. I was trying to fiddle with it to get it to go ahead and it quit working. Again?!

So, I had to wing it. I had a map that had some of the more famous paintings, etc. but it really wasn’t very helpful. So I just went room to room, corridor to corridor. The major paintings were so mobbed that I could hardly get close enough to see much less take a picture. So, not too many pictures.

The Annunciation Leonardo da Vinci 1472

The Annunciation Leonardo da Vinci 1472


Tribuna

Tribuna


Tribuna

Tribuna


Lamentation over the Body of Christ by Giovanni Bellini.  I thought this was one of the most realistic looking pictures.  It is a drawing that may have been preparatory for a painting or a finished work in line with a Flemish pictorial tradition. 1500-1506

Lamentation over the Body of Christ by Giovanni Bellini. I thought this was one of the most realistic looking pictures. It is a drawing that may have been preparatory for a painting or a finished work in line with a Flemish pictorial tradition. 1500-1506


Another amazing detailed ceiling and room

Another amazing detailed ceiling and room


View of the Palazzo Vecchio from a terrace at the top of the Uffizi.

View of the Palazzo Vecchio from a terrace at the top of the Uffizi.


Afterward, I was so tired I went back to the apartment and collapsed, after more ibuprofen! I ended up eating some more of my soup and calling it a night.

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Tasty Day

Wednesday was a very pleasant day, sunny, warm with a slight breeze. I actually saw people in shorts (short shorts must be coming back, or at least here) and shirtsleeves. There were still a lot of people bundled up in their winter coats, though!

I have been having problems with my iPad not charging properly and it also isn’t holding a charge as long as it used to. I decided to get a new charging cord as the one I have was getting worn. In the morning, I headed to a store I was told about to purchase one and actually found it with no trouble!

Then I decided to walk to the Piazza San Marco to see if I could figure out how to take the bus to Fiesole. Again, I was able to find it with no problem. Maybe I am finally figuring the place out – just in time to leave.

Convent of San Marco Convent of San Marco

The Piazza in front of the Convent of San Marco is a big bus stop and I saw the #7 Fiesole bus there so am planning to go tomorrow.

I went back to the apartment and plugged in the iPad. It didn’t work at first but I switched plugs around and it started charging. Yay! I would be lost without it here!

I had a lunch reservation at 1:00 so hung around until about noon then wandered towards the Pitti Palace where the restaraunt, Gola e Cantina, was located. I browsed the jewelry stores on the Ponte Vecchio first. I have been thinking of buying myself a piece of jewelry. Maybe an amethyst ring since that was Darrel’s birthstone and cheaper than a ruby, which is mine.

The restaurant was just opening when I got there but there was actually another woman already seated outside. I wasn’t first! I had already decided to go with the tasting menu as the restaurant is also a wine bar and the brothers who own it are very knowledgeable about wine.

I made my choices and my waiter asked what wines I would like to try and I told him, he was the expert so he could give me whatever he wanted.

He started me off with a sparkling wine made in the champagne style. No added sugar. Very dry. Very good.

My antipasto was Tartare Battuta al Coltello di Vacche di Razza Calvanina. Hand cut beef tartare with shaved 24 month aged Parmesan. The tartare was very good, but needed a little salt or a little more Parmesan to add saltiness.

Beef Tartare with Aged Parmesan Beef Tartare with Aged Parmesan

The next wine was a Pinot Grigio that had been left for a month with the skins and seeds so was a brownish-reddish instead of white. He said that most Pinot Grigio’s had been ruined because they were being made to sell quickly. This was aged at least 2 years. Much more flavor than any I have had. Very nice ‘nose’ slight cherry fragrance.

Pinot Grigio Pinot Grigio

Service very good and attentive. He was very friendly and explained the wines very thoroughly and enthusiastically.

For my Primo Piatto I had Triangoli di Burrata con Ragù Bianco di Maiale al Finocchietto. Homemade ravioli filled with burrata cheese in a ragù of pork and fennel seeds. The ravioli was excellent. And the pork and fennel seed ragù was fantastic and went well with the cheese in the ravioli. Probably the most flavorful dish I have had in Europe. The wine was a Sangiovese, barrel-aged 2 years.

Burrata filled Ravioli with Pork and Fennel Seed Ragù Burrata filled Ravioli with Pork and Fennel Seed Ragù

I ordered the cheese instead of dessert. With it he excitedly told me about a Brunello aged 5 years in the barrel and 10 in the bottle. They had done a barrel tasting and bought it up. There were around 2000 bottles and only 500 left.

It was most excellent and it went extremely well with the cheeses. Of course, my favorite cheeses were the two strong ones! There was also some pickled onion that wasn’t vinegary, more sweet, but very good. One of the stinky cheeses had a sweet wine reduction drizzled over it.

Cheese Plate Finale Cheese Plate Finale

It was interesting because both people on each side of me also ordered the tasting menu and got different wines than me but the same as each other. They had a different waiter.

The one couple also ordered the cheese plate and only got 3 cheeses and a sweeter white wine. While the other couple ordered the dessert and got the same white wine.

I think they must have a standard pour for the tasting menu, but since I put myself in the waiter’s hands, I got something different. And, I believe better!

Even though I had already had my 4 wines, he brought out a 1980 red that was great. I didn’t remember to write down what kind of grapes in that one. But, I still liked the Brunello better.

One of the best dining experiences I have had here or anywhere.

The apartment owner had emailed me last weekend about a lecture at the British Institue by British journalist and author, John Hooper. He had just published a book about Italy so I decided to attend. I had checked the website and it was at 6:00 PM at the British Institute.

I left before 5:30 wanting to make sure I found it and got there before it became too crowded. I didn’t have as much luck finding it but finally did. I went up to the 4th floor where the Institute was located and found out it was actually at an Institute library a half mile or so away!

I took off and found it. Went up to the second floor, walked in, and it was standing room only in a room outside where he was actually speaking. I stood there for a few minutes but couldn’t really hear him so left.

I was fairly close to a restaurant Francesca had told me about that had a fixed price menu for dinner. I found it by about 6:40 and was, you guessed it, the first person there. My reception was not very good. A woman had been standing there and I asked if they were serving dinner (the website said it started at 6:00.) She nodded and indicated I could sit anywhere.

From the kitchen I could hear someone either chopping or pounding something loudly. Then she wrapped a kerchief around her head and went back there. Next, there was a loud argument going on between her and a man that had been doing the pounding. They must have been married!

Trattoria Georgio Trattoria Georgio

He came out and gave me the menu and a bottle of water. The meal included water, 1/4 bottle wine, a first and second course, and vegetable side, all for 14€.

When he returned to take my order I asked what he suggested and he said tutte- everything – not helpful. So I ordered the gnocchi with Gorgonzola sauce and walnuts, roast rabbit, and Chard for a side.

The gnocchi was good but didn’t taste much like Gorgonzola. It was more like just a cream sauce with a little finely chopped walnuts.

Gnocchi with Gorgonzola Sauce and Walnuts Gnocchi with Gorgonzola Sauce and Walnuts

I think this was the biggest kitchen I have seen yet! And a nice clean bathroom. No hand towels or dryer though.

By about 7:00 the place was hopping. Two more women had come in to work the kitchen and another man came in as waiter. Another interesting thing is that he barely talked to me or another two women (one of whom spoke Italian.) But a table of three came in and he discussed the menu with them. I have decided that the waiters aren’t being purposely rude. They probably are just not comfortable speaking English, which I can certainly understand. At least I have decided to give them the benefit of the doubt.

The rabbit was the most well-seasoned meat I have had since I have been in Europe. Well salted and tasting lightly of rosemary. I hadn’t had rabbit but once before (I seem to recall Darrel shooting one on the port property 30+ years ago and me cooking it.) But, I am trying to have different things than what I can get at home when possible. It was either that or the boar meat, and I have had boar sausage already.

Roast Rabbit Roast Rabbit

Not the best meal I have had but not the worst either. I left and walked home.

Thursday it is off to Fiesole and then the Uffizi Museum, finallly!

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