It’s funny how time works, you could be stuck in certain moments watching them slip through your fingers faster than you can appreciate them, albeit wishing with all your might for them to never leave your grasp. Then you return to certain realities, and time seems to move slower than molasses.
Luckily since I’ve been back in Florence, I’ve hit the ground running. There’s been some welcomed distractions including new accolade recognizing my tours and more of my published review/writing. Before I get to that, I wanted to share some mushy gushy- then straight on to business I promise! Continue Reading →
After all the random articles on the best restaurants in Florence I have scattered around, I thought to compose one whole article dedicated to where to eat in Florence- including street food, coffee shops, gelato joints and links to other guides I have composed in case you’re curious for more. These are my personal picks for the best non-touristy restaurants in Florence which are respected by locals, run by passionate chefs/cooks and are staffed with people dedicated to serving and showcasing consistently delicious, quality food in Florence. Continue Reading →
Craft cocktails is such a buzzword these days that I almost resent using it- and loads of bars are throwing it around like confetti at a wedding and quality drinking has become another one of those pretentious trends…or maybe fancy drinks have always been pretentious? But after being in Bologna for the last few weeks, my appreciation has grown for the craft cocktail scene in Florence. By no means better than Milan or Rome, or even Turin, but it’s a collaborative community with good people who do their homework.
A recent fixation of mine has been with craft cocktails, for many reasons. Mostly for an article I was doing research for, but also because I love them. It goes without saying that there is an art of being a barman. In addition to the product, but also the sort of social interaction and place involved with the ritual. If we look at old sitcoms, such as Cheers and even the Simpsons, the bar or the pub was a place where you could let it all hang out. Your barman is your confidant, your hooch peddler and the one who will banter with you when you have no one else to- and never judge you no matter how much whiskey and lager you sling back. Continue Reading →
Ah! Yes! The craft bar scene is finally making a decent presence in Florence! Since I moved in 2012, I have noticed craft brew pubs pop up and that made my Seattle soul glimmer with hope. Hope in that this over-termed “Renaissance Pearl” is getting with the times. In Seattle, I was constantly charmed by craft cocktail spots like Canon Seattle and Knee High Stocking Co. and that love affair with bitter imbibements came to a screeching halt when I arrived in Florence. I missed my bitter old man drinks for my tortured gluttonous soul. Little by little, I discovered bitter bars but only to be heartbroken when one of my favorites (THE Bitterbar, where I actually practiced performing a wedding at) closed their doors to a likewise closed city of Chianti sluggers. Florentines have their habitual ways and it has been my observation that they are not very warm to anything beyond the ordinary. Unless they are the artsy, hipster type. Even then, these kids got lots to learn about living “avant-guarde.” Pardon the extremely opinionated banter, I warned you of my bitter old man ways. Continue Reading →