we spent the morning delighting our olfactory senses by walking through the market district with its fresh pasta, smoked meats, cheeses, fruits, vegetables, flowers, coffees, and herbal teas
in Italy, you select your produce by pointing and letting the grocer handle the stuff -- they're serious when they say "Don't touch, we cut your hand"
everybody picked up some goodies and we converged at Osteria del Sole, an enoteca where workmen have lunched since 1465
House rules: no singing or playing
fresh figs, strawberries, persimmons, porcini mushrooms...and wines selected by Graziano
John's shopping triumph of the week: new sunglasses
our local contact, Giovanni, directed us to this sculpture, one of Bologna's artistic high points: Niccolo d'Arco's Il Compianto at Santa Maria de la Vita, terra cotta figures (Mary, John the Evangelist, Mary Magdalene) with facial expressions of stark grief
Giovanni joined us for dinner at his favorite restaurant, Rosteria Luciano
A sanitizing vapour comes out...?
shoes just waiting for a three-legged tranny hooker
October 11, 2011 at 12:43 pm
Che abodanza. Bellissimo!