It’s been a gluttonous year in this tiny city- and I’ve only scratched the surface. Florence is a TINY city, but there are nearly 3,000 eateries! I want to stay within normal BMI and cholesterol parameters, here! I’ve done my best to eat at as many places as possible, to meet the chefs, to see what was worth the almighty buck and also what was worth our time. Continue Reading →
By a fateful accident of texts exchanged between me and a pal we ended up dining at Coco Lezzone for what should have been a no-nonsense weekday lunch date. I suggested Coco Filippo and said pal replied “oh, you must mean Coco Lezzone!” Since I never heard of this trattoria before, truth be told, I wrote off Filippo and said to Lezzone we go! Continue Reading →
Hello, readers! I’ve been really busy this summer well with tours, battling mosquitoes, traveling (I owe this blog a post on Venice) and other amazing things like living life!
I’ve also been getting things done while no one is looking such as starting to write for Vice’s food channel Munchies! In short, I’m pretty stoked to write for them. Mario Batali recently shared his favorite foodie blogs and instagram accounts and listed Munchies as a regular food account he follows.
As the name of my blog denotes, I have a curious appetite. I am not shy to try anything (I picked up and moved to Italy ferchrissake!) and am curious about everything authentic, including the bizarre. In Florence, there is a restaurant I really love for its strange offerings of Tuscan fare twisted with all things offal (ahem, animal innards). Read up on my article for Vice Munchies to learn about this offal eatery in the center of Florence and where you can get cow gut sushi in the former red light district: http://munchies.vice.com/articles/the-offal-osteria-is-putting-the-guts-back-into-florences-former-red-light-district
In your offal trust,
The Curious Appetite
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People ask a lot: Where can I get a good steak, stellar red meat and the famous “Bistecca Fiorentina” in Florence? Well, there are a few good places. But one that always comes to mind is…Perseus.
This place is a trip in itself. It feels like I went back to the 80’s even though I only knew what that was like in the womb or running around tormenting my older sister as a scary, awkward burger obsessed toddler. Did I just date myself? Yes, I did. A young foreign woman in Italy talking about food, at that. Continue Reading →
As much as I enjoy a fancy cave aged, herb crusted goats milk Tomme cheese and a oily, aromatic glass of Sauvignon Blanc from the Dolomites, at the end of the day I simply adore a good rustic Tuscan greasy spoon hole-in-the-wall with house wine that could pass just as easily as an oily gasoline…
This is what I ACTUALLY adore most about Florence. It’s the family run, health department renegades, the hole-in-the-wall where you sit elbow to elbow with strangers at your table, the Tuscan peasant food oasis that has absolutely ZERO pretension…Italian food is this to me. Fancy name brand chef restaurant serving shot glasses of heirloom tomato coulis and vanilla pod risotto with some equally pretentious mystery “foam” that lacks not only soul but the ability to make you break a sweat when you’ve eaten a little too well. Put it away. I don’t want it. Unless a gorgeous Mediterranean man is insisting on taking me there (happens ALL the time!), I will snub it just like it snubs me with its out of reach menu prices. Continue Reading →