While in Florence, some Ben and Jerry's workers were passing out flyers for free ice cream from 5-7pm. What a coincidence: when we passed by the Ben and Jerry's, it was between 5-7pm. We were really going to grab some gelato at the GelatoFest 2010, but when presented with the choice between paying for tickets to the Fest and getting something free, we chose the free route. And apparently so did many Italians. We waited in a pretty fast moving line and I made a split second decision to get the coffee and Chunky Monkey flavors.
Two spoons for extra scoopage.
I'd have to say, Chunky Monkey is one heck of a flavor. I'm sure I can make an all natural, honest-to-goodness recreation with a variation on banana ice cream.
Breakfast in the hotel the next day was interesting...I got what I thought was orange juice, but it turned out to be apricot. I'm really not a fan of bread, and the two pieces of bread/pastry below reminded me why. Not good. I suppose someone who likes flaky, dry pastries would appreciate that one, filled with chocolate, or someone who likes a crusty white roll would be all over it, but I just wasn't. And again, not being a cheese person, I'm not sure why I took so much cheese. Needless to say, I didn't consume it all.
But now for the positives. The stewed prunes? Amazing! They still have the pits in, so I had to cut around them, but they were oh-so-tasty. I went back for seconds. The kiwi here are delicious as well. I like to eat them with their skins on, and that way they taste a little like grapes. I've noticed that the Italians here cut all the skin off their fruit. I love the skin; sometimes I think it's the best part of the fruit, especially on apples.
I ordered a mixed salad for dinner in Florence, and it came with shaved carrots, mixed greens (in which they use a lot of arugula...I've never really had it, but I love its peppery bite), corn, olives, and cucumbers, and I dressed it with some olive oil and balsamic vinegar.
I ordered some white beans in tomato broth as a side. It was alright, but the beans tasted like they came from a can. Interesting dish, though.
Surprisingly, the one bad meal we had in Florence had the best bread. This was quite delicious.
I had high hopes for this pizza...all I really wanted were the grilled veggies and I thought I'd nibble on the crust. The veggies were alright but a little oily. The crust? It was more like an American pizza. In fact, it tasted a little like the "wheatzzas" (wheat flour pizzas) my mom used to make. And that's not a compliment, haha...
Today I'm heading to church (I actually was planning on going earlier, but when I got there I found out that it wasn't till 11...maybe that's what I get for trying to interpret the Mass schedule in Italian, haha) and then going to explore the surroundings with some friends.
