Gelati! Gelati!

Just ate some afternoon gelato in a bit of a downpour –– but as William pointed out, "You know what they say, 'a little rain never hurt gelato.'" My two most recent/favorite gelato combinations have been:

ricotta/chocolate + pomegranate sorbet (from San Crispino)

pistacchio + nocciola (hazelnut) + vanilla/toasted pine nut (from Teatro)

Anyway, lesson to be taken from this: don't be afraid to eat gelato in the rain. 

Pictures from Barcelona, or "Viene El Papa!" (More descriptive Post to Follow)

Jacob on the metro into town

This weird doll on a balcony

J & M on top of Park Güell

More Park Güell

Gaudì mosaics

Setting up for the big show (the Pope arrived on Sunday to bless Sagrada Familia)

Sagrada Familia!

A chocolatier we bought truffles from

BABY DUCKS

Juice varieties at La Boqueria (we got the mango/coconut one)

Plums/Peas

Firenze: 10.22 - 10.24

The Ponte Vecchio on a cloudy day

This update has taken me forever to get around to, and I'm starting to worry about how fast this semester is going by -- Never enough time!  Last weekend was our trip to Florence.  I had a lot of fun there, and obviously enjoyed seeing all the art, but I definitely prefer living in Rome.  We stayed at a really nice bed & breakfast (sans the breakfast) right by the train station and S. Maria Novella.  We were also very close to the Mercato di San Lorenzo, the Florentine open-air market famous for its leather goods.  When we arrived, a few of us went to a weird American-style diner near the hotel, because we were starving and only had a couple hours to settle in and grab lunch.  Kate had an Italian rendition of eggs benedict with some questionable hollandaise, William had french toast stuffed with prosciutto and mozzarella, and I had a 'bagel' with smoked salmon and cream cheese.  It was kind of a funny place, but everything tasted good.  We had a reservation at the Accademia that afternoon, so we headed in that direction via the Mercato.  The David is pretty spectacular in person, especially with Michelangelo's Captives leading up to it along the hall.  After leaving the museum, we fueled up with some gelato and climbed the 400-something steps to the top of the Duomo.  It's a bit of a hike, but the view is worth the claustrophobia-inducing spiral staircases and passageways clogged with fellow sightseers. That night, we met Hanna's friend Mary who's studying in Florence for the semester and ate a (very) late dinner at a place called the Yellow Bar.

We got up pretty early the next day to grab cappuccini and cornetti at a caffè our intern Justin recommended from when he and Jessie were on the Kenyon program in Florence.  It was a nice place for a quick breakfast right across from a good gelateria called 'Perché No!'  We walked through the Piazza della Signoria and saw the Cellini Perseus and Medusa and the Giambologna Rape of the Sabine Women in the Loggia dei Lanzi.  Then, of course, we took a stroll across the Ponte Vecchio (and looked longingly at the glitzy window displays) before meeting our group outside of the Uffizzi to pick up our tickets.  Having never been inside the Uffizzi before, it was a lot of fun to wind my way through the various galleries and stumble upon SO many famous works.  I especially enjoyed the Botticelli room, some of the Mannerist pieces (like Parmigianino's Madonna of the Long Neck), the Giotto and Cimabue altarpieces, the Medusa shield by Caravaggio, and one particularly nice Dutch still life.  In our post-Uffizzi daze, we found our way to the Brancacci Chapel in S. Maria del Carmine, featuring a number of frescoes by Masaccio, as well as Masolino and Filippino Lippi.  I really liked seeing Masaccio's Expulsion from the Garden of Eden.  Jacob, William and I then walked to the Boboli Gardens, which are very expansive and lovely.  We had fun wandering around there for awhile, although we were all in pretty goofy moods at that point.  That night we had group dinner at a restaurant called I Raddi.  It was very good, and included (surprisingly) the first soup I've had this whole semester -- a kind of cream of potato, but more textured, with croutons and olive oil.  There was also a delicious steak and potato course (because you can really never have too many potatoes); for dessert, they served biscotti to dip in Moscadello, a sort of floral dessert wine.

We had a train at 3 o'clock the following day, so we really just wandered around and saw a few last sights in the morning, and then had a nice sit down lunch at a place Jessie recommended called the Osteria Belle Donne with the best mozzarella and prosciutto antipasto. All in all, a successful and fun weekend excursion.  Another perk was that Kenyon sprung for Eurostar tickets (the newer/faster train line), which felt kind of luxurious -- case in point: the seats had individual touch-activated reading lamps! 

Side-note: Tonight we had contemporary artist Dike Blair, who is currently a Rome Prize holder at the American Academy, come speak to our group about his work.  He's a pretty big deal -- featured in the 2004 Whitney Biennial, and has shown at the NY Gagosian, and the Pompidou in Paris.  He was interesting to listen to, and I enjoyed a good amount of his work he showed us from the 80s onward.  

The plastic barrier on the first level climbing up the Duomo

Jacob ascends

The view

Love locks -- they're all over Rome too, usually on lampposts along the bridges..

Jacob and Andrew on the Ponte Vecchio

At the Boboli Gardens

Pompeii and Naples (10.1 - 10.3)

Part 2 of my giant update is here!  I just got back from an English fieldtrip to see some Caravaggio paintings in three different churches around Rome, including The Calling of St. Matthew and The Conversion on the Road to Damascus.  We ended up at Santa Maria del Popolo (in the Piazza del Popolo).  On our way home, we stopped for pizza at Alice's (our new favorite) AND gelato at a famous gelateria called Giolitti, where William and Jacob tried a combo of raspberry and champagne flavors!

This past weekend was our group trip to Pompeii and Naples.  We all took a charter bus from the residence early Friday morning; it was about a three hour ride to our wine tasting and lunch at the Cantina del Vesuvio -- an incredible winery at the base of Mt. Vesuvius.  We met Audrey, our guide for the weekend, at the winery, and proceeded to eat a delicious and entirely local lunch along with our wine tasting.  The owner of the vineyard, Maurizio, explained that all the food we were eating came from no further than 7 km away, and most of it was produced by family members or close friends.  We had bruschetta with freshly baked bread, tomatoes, and olive oil made at the winery, a spicy pecorino, fresh salumi, and a simple spaghetti with tomato and basil.  For dessert, along with apricot infused grappa, we had slices of the traditional "Pastiera Napoletana," typically eaten at easter, made with ricotta, candied orange peel, and wheat-berries.   The wine Maurizio produces can only be purchased on-site.  He doesn't have an online business or export his product even within the country.  We tried a white wine called Lacryma Christi (tears of Christ), then the Lacryma Christi rosé, and finally a rosso Maestro from 2007: Aglianico Pompeiano.  Audrey and one of the vineyard staff led us on a walking tour post-lunch, and we got to taste all the varieties of grapes right from the vine.

Eventually, we had to tear ourselves away and pile back onto the bus.  Our hotel -- a converted monastery overlooking the bay of Naples -- was in the small town of Castellammare.  We were split up into doubles, so Kate and I just stuck together.  It was pretty nice having a private bathroom with decent water pressure for a couple of days.  We were all on the fourth floor, with beautiful views of the bay from the balconies on either end of the hall.  Our meals, aside from bag lunches the hotel provided, were all served in the dining room downstairs, and were actually incredibly good.  There was a breakfast buffet with freshly baked cornetti both mornings, and they served delicious two-course dinners with wine and dessert.  The first night we were there, their chef of the past 30 years was having her retirement party, and Audrey encouraged anyone who wanted to attend the festivities after dinner.  Most of the group went straight to bed since it had been a long day, but a few of us stuck around and stood there sheepishly until Vincenzo, the 80-year-old gardener/life of the party, welcomed us in and practically force-fed us pizza and prosecco.  We were beckoned wildly by a group of scurrying partygoers to move out to the garden, where we discovered that fireworks were being set off!  Then it was back inside for cake and dancing; Vincenzo was the most enthusiastic participant in both activities. After a little while we decided to head up to bed, and Vincenzo told us how much he had enjoyed seeing Americans who smiled so much (because for him, we are usually very serious).

Our tour on Friday included two separate villas in Stabiae, about 4.5 km southwest of Pompeii itself, which had been rediscovered during the 50s by a highschool principal.  Stabiae was basically a resort town, and these villas were summer homes of the wealthy, nestled in the mountains overlooking the bay of Naples.  This area, now called Castellammare di Stabia, has always been valued for its natural spring water, said to have medicinal properties.  We got to drink this water during our stay, which was cool because a lot of it is naturally slightly carbonated.  On Saturday, we were in Pompeii itself.  We had a guided tour for part of the time and were on our own to wander around for a few hours toward the end of the day.  It's incredible how well-preserved the whole town is, especially many of the frescoes inside the houses.  Seeing the body casts was also very strange and disconcerting.  The casts were made in 1863 after Giuseppe Fiorelli had the idea of filling the body-shaped cavities with gesso, so that a precise cast of each body could be created.  My favorite part of Pompeii was the Villa dei Misteri, a house set somewhat far-off from the rest of the town.  There are particularly vibrant frescoes on the interior walls of this villa, depicting cryptic rituals (thus the name "Misteri").  There are also tons of stray dogs in Pompeii with red collars who are up for adoption, which was kind of heartbreaking -- a few of them followed us around for periods of time.

 

The first body cast we saw....right before my camera died

On Sunday, we went to Naples for a few hours, really just enough time to look around the museum, which houses a lot of sculptures, frescoes, and smaller artifacts from Pompeii.  It was too bad we didn't have more time to get Neapolitan pizza or explore the city a bit more.  Although, it was a Sunday morning, so a lot of shops and restaurants were closed.  From what I saw, Naples has a very different atmosphere than anywhere I've been in Northern Italy.  The buildings are very brightly colored and things seem a bit dirtier.   I'd like to explore the south of Italy more...

Part 1: VENEZIA (9.24 - 9.26)

I'm sure my avid fan-base (mom and dad) has been waiting with bated breath for this update.  Since I need to cover both my weekend trip to Venice, and THIS weekend in Naples and Pompeii, I'm splitting the post into two sections. Here goes part one...

Last weekend, the weekend of the 24th through 26th, Kate, Jacob, William, Andrew, and I went to Venice together!  It was a 6.5 hour train ride, but the tickets we found were almost half the price of the express train.  Once we got to the train station in Venice, it was just a short water bus ride to our hostel, which was on the opposite side of the grand canal, about a 30 minute walk, from the Piazza di San Marco.  The hostel was called The Museum...I'd recommend it to any young person traveling to Venice.  It's basically just a beautiful old palazzo with high ceilings, venetian chandeliers, and ornate moldings, staffed by a bunch of 18-23 year olds from Australia, New Zealand, and London, who took us out both nights we were there.  There was also a 5 euro dinner they offered, which we ate the night we arrived.  It turned out to be delicious -- pasta and quiche -- and was a good way to meet some of the other people staying at the hostel.  It rained pretty hard on Friday night, but luckily the storm was over by mid-morning Saturday.  Since we only had one day for sight seeing, we hit the ground running.

We got cappuccini and cornetti (pastries) at a caffè to get us going, and started making our way in the general direction of San Marco.  En route, we passed through the big fish market, which was really cool to see. When we were almost at the square, we noticed some people tying plastic bags around their ankles to protect their feet.  Then we saw that the entire piazza was flooded with about 5 inches of water from the rain plus overflow from the canals.  I guess this is a pretty common occurrence, which the Venetians call "acqua alta" (high water).  They had set up some raised walkways, but many tourists were either using the plastic bag method or simply rolling up their pants and wading through the water.  We decided to go for the latter technique and waded through the piazza, which, despite the filthy water, was actually pretty cool.  The sun was shining brilliantly and it almost seemed like Venice was sinking before our eyes.  Once we got to the other side of the piazza -- there was no point even trying to get into the church at this point -- we headed for the Traghetto stop to take us across the canal to the Guggenheim.  The Traghetti are simple wooden gondolas that cost about 50 euro cents to get to the other side of the grand canal.  They turned out not to be running because of the acqua alta, so we just walked to the Ponte dell'Academia and got to the museum from there.  The Guggenheim in Venice is one of my favorite museums, largely because of the setting, but also because of the amazing permanent collection, so it was fun to take my friends who'd never been before.  We had tea and some lunch at the museum caffè after looking at the art, and then headed back toward San Marco.  By the time we got back to the piazza only a few hours later, it was, oddly, completely dried out.  Unfortunately we could only get a peek into the cathedral, because there was an exclusive mass hosting some important bishop that only Venetian priests were allowed to attend.  After wandering more and freshening up at the hostel, we found a place to treat ourselves to dinner, called Osteria Vivaldi.  I had a really good prosciutto and melon antipasto and the Vivaldi risotto with seafood.  Even though we had to pack up and be at the train station by noon the next day, it felt like we'd fit a lot into the weekend and it was well worth the long travel days.  We made it back to Rome just in time for family dinner on Sunday!

P.S. I've discovered a couple really excellent gelaterias in Rome: San Crispino and Gelateria del Teatro.  I've been to San Crispino a couple times, and I think it remains my favorite.  The first time I went I tried a combo of white fig and hazelnut/meringue, and the second time I had banana and caffè, each of which was absolutely perfect.  Today we tried del Teatro for the first time, and I had sage/raspberry and white chocolate/basil.  The sage/raspberry was delicious, and I want to try more of their flavors, but so far San Crispino takes the cake.

Part two coming very soon!

San Crispino gelato #1

On the train to Venice!

Peppers at the fruit market

Flooded Piazza di San Marco

A view from the Peggy Guggenheim Collection

Overdue Update! 9.22.10

Not really an interesting picture -- from my Digital Photography class' depth of field assignment

I've been meaning to update for a while now, but haven't been able to find the time to sit down and do it.  I'll have a lot more to talk about after this weekend's trip to Venice, but I'll sum up the past week here.  Since I've spent most of my time so far blogging about the amazing food we eat here, I'll start off with this week's food highlights.  On Sunday, family dinner was at a restaurant called Da I 2 Ciccioni (which translates to "from the two fat guys").  It's basically just the owners' personal kitchen, with rickety tables and chairs set up on the sloping street-side.  There was no need for a menu, because they serve you whatever it is that they've prepared for the night, and, although I have a tendency to make hyperbolic statements, this really was some of the best food I've had in Italy.  We had simple tomato Bruschetta, mashed orange squash, a bean dish, 3 different pastas (pepper and cheese, my favorite Carbonara, and a tomato/meat sauce) and finally delicious rosemary and white wine sautéed chicken on a bed of salad.  The house wine was also very decent.  Here's a link to the NYTimes review: http://travel.nytimes.com/travel/guides/europe/italy/rome/74649/da-i-2-ciccioni/restaurant-detail.html

On Monday, Jacob, William, Kate and I had dinner with our two Interns, Justin and Jessie (both Kenyon grads), at their apartment across the courtyard.  They had promised to teach us how to make their favorite vegetable pasta sauce, which is a good, cheap dinner option.  On Tuesday night (last night), the Pantheon Institute treated us to a pizza dinner at our favorite pizza place, Dar Poeta.  I guess they felt badly that all the architecture students had a huge welcome soirée when they arrived.  But we got our nutella/ricotta calzone, which is becoming a weekly necessity, so that's all I care about.  Otherwise, this week hasn't been too eventful...I'm reading a book I really like so far by Muriel Barbery called The Elegance of the Hedgehog.  I bought it at La Feltrinelli, which is the Italian equivalent of Border's or Barnes & Noble.  We've been working out Venice travel plans, which will involve a 6.5 hour train ride (half the cost of the express train) this Friday morning, and a hostel called "The Museum"....to be continued.

9.12.10

We've been doing so much over the past few days, so I'll try to include everything succinctly! On Thursday night, since we'd been cooking for ourselves all week, we decided to treat ourselves to dinner at a small, family-run restaurant in Trastevere called Da Augusto.  It's the kind of place where locals are lining up before the restaurant opens at 8pm (a group of 3 old-timers walked in around 7:45 and their dinner was ready for them).  The menu posted outside lists a number of options for primi and secondi piatti, but we soon discovered that our choices were basically whatever they were cooking that night.  We watched our waitress fill up carafes of the house wine from a spigot coming out of what looked like a giant wooden armoire with refrigerated sections full of mozzarella and salumi.  I ordered a rigatoni with a spicy tomato/pancetta sauce, "all'amatriciana," and then one of the best chicken dishes I've ever had -- simply roasted with a very light tomato sauce. On Friday, we did some homework and went for a run on our favorite bike trail along the Tiber.  We had read/heard about this place nearby (on vicolo del Bologna) called Dar Poeta, and decided to try it out for an inexpensive meal.  We originally planned on just getting their famous ricotta and nutella dessert calzone, but ended up splitting some pizzas as well.  The simple pizzas (like the Napoletana) were only 5 euro, so Kate and I split a pizza and the dessert calzone.  Both were delicious, but the ricotta/nutella calzone was definitely the winner, and worth going back for. 

Finally, yesterday was our day trip to Orvieto -- a Medieval hill-town about an hour north of Rome by train.  The town itself is beautiful, with amazing views of the Umbrian countryside surrounding the city walls.  Orvieto is probably most famous for two thing: the wine, and the Duomo (an enormous 14th-century cathedral).  We took a morning train from Termini and arrived in Orvieto around 10:30.  We got to explore the town on our own, and got lunch (a tomato/mozzarella panino + vino bianco di Orvieto) at a cafe near the Duomo.  There was a funny little flea market set up right next to the Cathedral, with old books, records, jewelry, cameras, weird oil paintings etc.  We heard some organ music inside the Duomo and I snapped a couple illegal pictures of the baptismal font and a few crumbling frescoes.  The Chapel of the Madonna di San Brizio is particularly stunning.  There also happened to be a wedding going on in one of the side chapels, and we got to witness the post-ceremony photo shoot on the cathedral steps!  I bought a bottle of wine at a small wine shop, because I recognized the label from a section of Hathorne's The Marble Faun that I'd just been reading on the train.  It's produced in Viterbo, at a well-known winery called Falesco and is called the "Est! Est!! Est!!! Di Montefiascone."  Kate and I found our dream home on a real estate poster in town, so we'll probably be making the move to the Orvieto area at some point soon. 

Arriving in Orvieto: the view

Some dried fruit at a street-side stand

On our way to the Duomo

The Duomo di Orvieto

Some old cameras at the flea market + the striped exterior of the Cathedral

A fresco inside

Where I'll be living soon

More of the Umbrian countryside