More Bits and Bites from Florence and Siena
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Red wine at Acqua al 2 on our first night in Firenze.
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Bread and olive oil on the table at Trattoria ZaZa in Florence, highly recommended.
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Bruscetta and crostini with white beans and lardo in a small cafe in Siena.
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A little dolci of paneforte -- a classic Italian fruit cake, spiced similar to mulled wine -- also at the little cafe in Siena.
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An evening of gelato.
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Typical Tuscan breakfast: small cappuccino and a pastry.
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Turns out, I don't like Campari -- a bitter alcohol that looks like it will taste like Grenadine but really is closer to citrus pith -- and soda.
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Affogato, on the other hand, is something I will always gladly dive into: espresso and a thimbleful of gelato.