Here’s an idea….wear blindfolds and seal your nostrils because everywhere you go, just the window displays will add pounds to your expanding waistline.
But who really cares because in Florence, they have a cure…
walking, and there’s no end to that. All you have to do is look straight ahead and above all don’t duck into some of the cafes there or else, the secret taste buds you have in your eyes will be contacting your tongue and send vibrations down to your stomach that will quickly expand and cause you to do a multi marathon’s worth of walking.
Wait that brings more temptation…forget about it, just enjoy as I will soon.
Follow me this summer on my return to Firenze, Italia to continue my book
If it weren’t for the jitters, you could spend 24 hours a day having a caffe and hardly never having the same one twice. The art of making a cup takes on more than just a great flavor. Each barrister has their own fluid style and rhythm done with each cup they create as they pour it into their signature cup.
In Italy, as in most of Europe, a cup is priced ( apart from the type of coffee ) by where you drink it. Top price is sitting outside at a table on a great day, another sitting inside, and the best and cheapest is standing at the bar, where the coffee making show goes on. There you can chat with the barman, lean with the locals and feel like the peeps.