<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:04:08.748-08:00</updated><category term='florence'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='I&apos; Toscano Sas'/><category term='Nerbone'/><category term='Artemisia Gentilesch'/><category term='florence newspapers'/><category term='florence market'/><category term='cookingvacation'/><category term='Florence cooking schools'/><category term='gastronomica'/><category term='Florence tourist'/><category term='Florence hotel'/><category term='Brief Interviews with Hideous Men'/><category term='cooking vacation'/><category term='florence budget'/><category term='Florence cooking lesson'/><category term='florence dining'/><category term='Tuscan cooking schools'/><title type='text'>Florence, Italy</title><subtitle type='html'>a two week trip</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-219790654625675158</id><published>2009-04-14T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:34:47.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookingvacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking vacation'/><title type='text'>Looking forward to next year</title><content type='html'>I don't know if I will be able to get to go anywhere, but I can dream. Check out the dreamers blog, about &lt;a href="http://www.cookingvacation.blogspot.com"&gt;cooking vacations&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-219790654625675158?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/219790654625675158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/04/looking-forward-to-next-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/219790654625675158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/219790654625675158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/04/looking-forward-to-next-year.html' title='Looking forward to next year'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-7279045891263778609</id><published>2009-02-05T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T18:15:00.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence cooking schools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuscan cooking schools'/><title type='text'>If you go to Florence</title><content type='html'>If you ever get the chance to go to Florence and want to learn some Italian cooking I can highly recommend the two cooking schools I attended and the bed and breakfast&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYsBt-kEWwI/AAAAAAAAGXg/TfaDF_qczT0/s1600-h/IMG_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 15px 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYsBt-kEWwI/AAAAAAAAGXg/TfaDF_qczT0/s320/IMG_0226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299331275931540226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I stayed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first cooking school that  took was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.welcometuscany.com/en/index.php"&gt;Toscana Mia&lt;/a&gt; with Simonetta.&lt;br /&gt;You could be in their country home or in Florence at their apartment. They can help you with your Italian, as well as great lessons in cooking. Simonetta was patient, funny and supremely knowledgeable. With her I learned to make pasta, saltimboca and many other goodies. We ate with her father after every cooking lesson, and laughed and had wine and chatted about food and customs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The second school was with the &lt;a href="http://www.galilei.it/"&gt;Instituto Galilei&lt;/a&gt;. I think that they are mainly a language school, but had great choices for cooking lessons, also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYsB789XI0I/AAAAAAAAGXo/SEhZo2yylD4/s1600-h/IMG_0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 15px 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYsB789XI0I/AAAAAAAAGXo/SEhZo2yylD4/s320/IMG_0452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299331516018926402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I chose the fish restaurant, and learned much. The school had a student escort me to the restaurant the first day and introduced me to the chef. I learned how to clean squid, among many other exciting skills. From Alessio, the chef, I learned more than recipes. I gained confidence in tasting, adjusting, and using wine in cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both cooking schools were helpful, patient, and were willing to teach me anything that I wanted to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wonderful experience was the bed and breakfast I stayed in. It was right in the middle of the historical district of Florence, had great amenities, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYsCLThnCZI/AAAAAAAAGXw/qLFnN9U4SYQ/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 15px 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYsCLThnCZI/AAAAAAAAGXw/qLFnN9U4SYQ/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299331779774581138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and was charming in all aspects. I was usually exhausted after the cooking courses and was so relieved to get back to the kind attention of Claudio and Christelle. &lt;a href="http://www.touristhouseghiberti.com/"&gt;The Tourist House Ghiberti&lt;/a&gt; is the place to stay.&lt;br /&gt;There was a restaurant two doors down that was a treat, there was a tobacco store next door, there was the history of Florence in every step.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-7279045891263778609?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/7279045891263778609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-you-go-to-florence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/7279045891263778609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/7279045891263778609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-you-go-to-florence.html' title='If you go to Florence'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYsBt-kEWwI/AAAAAAAAGXg/TfaDF_qczT0/s72-c/IMG_0226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-3212905250218152152</id><published>2009-01-25T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:02:25.812-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence cooking lesson'/><title type='text'>Last Cooking Course Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXwmXrSO6QI/AAAAAAAAF_s/axuOSwbGaz8/s1600-h/IMG_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXwmXrSO6QI/AAAAAAAAF_s/axuOSwbGaz8/s320/IMG_0662.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295149450078906626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it all had to end. There were two people who wanted one day of cooking on Saturday, so they joined the class. I think that because they joined we had a day with some repeats. Not a bad idea, since the style of cooking was reinforced for me. Chef Alessio didn't measure anything. "Just important to look and listen and smell and taste," he said several times. "Only in baking important to measure." I ended up being the chef's helper. He would shout to me in Italian to hand him this or that. I could understand burro (butter) and balsamico (basil) and branzino ( a type of fish) and a few more things. &lt;br /&gt;We made a steak, which with all of the ingredients and methods (Marsala wine, truffles), seemed more like French than Italian. It was very tasty, though. We made a scallop risotto with saffron that was beautiful to look at, and tasted good also. The appetizer of mascarpone and parsley wrapped with prosciutto was ok, but I would add something that would give more texture contrast.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXwoil8pVzI/AAAAAAAAF_0/w_XGbhKDlVA/s1600-h/IMG_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:10px 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXwoil8pVzI/AAAAAAAAF_0/w_XGbhKDlVA/s320/IMG_0656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295151836648003378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there was plenty of wine and lots of food, so I walked home/hotel in the rain full and happy.&lt;br /&gt;I have learned a lot about cooking during these two weeks, from pizza dough to that wonderful seafood soup. I have enjoyed the different cooking styles of the two chefs. And I learned "Just important to look and listen and smell and taste."&lt;br /&gt;There are more pictures &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/Florence14?feat=directlink"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-3212905250218152152?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/3212905250218152152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-cooking-course-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/3212905250218152152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/3212905250218152152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-cooking-course-day.html' title='Last Cooking Course Day'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXwmXrSO6QI/AAAAAAAAF_s/axuOSwbGaz8/s72-c/IMG_0662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-3437126695982459456</id><published>2009-01-23T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:08:23.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence cooking lesson'/><title type='text'>Squid and Octopus</title><content type='html'>Started off the cooking day by cleaning 5 squid. If you have never cleaned squid it is a messy frustrating event. I was unlucky enough to puncture the ink sack on the first one I tried and the ink shot out all over my face, the chef's face and clothing. There was laughter from the chef's helper and me. The chef was not laughing. There is no picture of this event, but it is firm in my memory bank. We got them done, but it was a struggle. I had to rip out their eyes, turn them inside out, remove the cuttle bone, rip off the tentacles, then strip off their skin.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoN3YSpp-I/AAAAAAAAF28/AQWrkvYEPPU/s1600-h/IMG_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10px 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoN3YSpp-I/AAAAAAAAF28/AQWrkvYEPPU/s320/IMG_0640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294559556992083938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Lordy. We made two different things with the body parts: a salad (with boiled octopus, boiled shrimp, boiled squid, carrots, celery, red peppers white wine vinegar, lemon juice, lemon zest, salt and olive oil)and a dish of squid (with ink and ground tentacles) and orzo.They were both extremely tasty, much to my surprise. Also made a wonderful crostini with boiled white fish (boiled, then drained, then whipped with olive oil), &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoOlujeV0I/AAAAAAAAF3I/BNHtAjM9E04/s1600-h/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:10px 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoOlujeV0I/AAAAAAAAF3I/BNHtAjM9E04/s320/IMG_0634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294560353242208066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a rolled fillet of fish with eggplant and a fish fillet with spaghetti. If you want to see some graphic squid pictures, and more, go &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/Florence13?feat=directlink"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The walk to the restaurant where I take lessons usually takes 45 minutes. The walk home, head reeling from wine, food and lessons, usually takes and hour. It is usually dark, rainy, and cold. Tonight was no exception. I am thrilled that I haven't gotten lost in a few days, so I looked in the windows of the stores as I wove around umbrellas and people gesticulating on cell phones. Italians seem to talk with their hands, even while holding an umbrella and talking on the cell phone and smoking a cigarette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-3437126695982459456?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/3437126695982459456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/squid-and-octopus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/3437126695982459456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/3437126695982459456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/squid-and-octopus.html' title='Squid and Octopus'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoN3YSpp-I/AAAAAAAAF28/AQWrkvYEPPU/s72-c/IMG_0640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-7296693648594007135</id><published>2009-01-22T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:09:19.165-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence cooking lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerbone'/><title type='text'>Calamari and octopus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiVXJM48bI/AAAAAAAAGKI/4XgOS2f7cUc/s1600-h/IMG_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiVXJM48bI/AAAAAAAAGKI/4XgOS2f7cUc/s320/IMG_0564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298649186440901042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another long, exciting day. I finally had &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; sandwich. It was " un panino de carne, bagnato, con due salse" ... a boiled beef sandwich, dipped in juice, with two sauces. One was a green sauce and the other was a spicy red sauce. It was killer delicious. And 2 euros. Here is a picture of the place I got it from, in the central market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cooking class was perfect, once again. I cooked things I had never eaten before, and loved it all. We started out with a shrimp cocktail, then proceeded to a crawfish &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiVroD0rdI/AAAAAAAAGKQ/el9EETraJzA/s1600-h/IMG_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 15px 10px 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiVroD0rdI/AAAAAAAAGKQ/el9EETraJzA/s320/IMG_0569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298649538321755602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with spaghetti. We also had a salad with the same dressing as the fennel of the day before ... oil, salt and lemon juice with carrots, celery and red bell pepper. Many instructions on using only the central celery stalks and very little pepper. We both nibbled on that the whole lesson. The crawfish, well I am not sure what to call them, here is a picture, were incredibly sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next dish we started were these tiny octopus(es?)(i?). We started by cooking 4 cloves of garlic, 3-4 bay leaves in olive oil for a few minutes. Then added the "muscotini" ( ... tiny octopus ...) ,added water then boiled them on high heat for 5 minutes. Then added red wine, tomato pieces and more water. They were boiled on a high heat, covered, for 2 hours and still weren't done ... but I got to taste the sauce and the not-quite-done octopus. It was incredibly delicious. Tasted like a beef broth. The octopus was almost tender, like a beef tenderloin. I was totally surprised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did a tuna with spaghetti that was very tasty, then a stuffed calamari. I have always avoided calamari, but this dish changed my mind. We started with 4 whole calamari.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiWLXOFZGI/AAAAAAAAGKY/eMbePL8e99o/s1600-h/IMG_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:15px 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiWLXOFZGI/AAAAAAAAGKY/eMbePL8e99o/s320/IMG_0588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298650083557205090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Took the feet off of them all and combined it with one of the calamari bodies, chopped it up pretty small, added 4 capers and one chopped anchovy to a frying pan with olive oil, parsley, basil and crushed red pepper, 1/2 c white wine and 1 c of fish stock. It was fried/boiled for about 3 minutes, then tomatoes and sliced zucchini were added. Then the whole calamari bodies were added and then removed after 1 minute. Another 5 minutes of cooking and bread crumbs were added. Then the calamari bodies were stuffed with the mixture. We deglazed the pan with white wine, and added 1 c cooked tomato sauce and 1 c fish stock. The stuffed calamari were added to the pan and cooked for about 5 minutes. Then fresh basil was added. The calamari were removed, the sauce was reduced and a knob of butter was added. Then plated. I loved the dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the last dish we fried two whole small fish. They were very tasty, also. The surprises were the calamari and octopus. Never thought I would crave more of either dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see more pictures they are &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/Florence12?feat=directlink"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-7296693648594007135?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/7296693648594007135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/florence-cooking-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/7296693648594007135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/7296693648594007135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/florence-cooking-more.html' title='Calamari and octopus'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiVXJM48bI/AAAAAAAAGKI/4XgOS2f7cUc/s72-c/IMG_0564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-8994022448308976733</id><published>2009-01-21T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:14:30.952-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence cooking lesson'/><title type='text'>Salmon Coooking Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoTW7sjS8I/AAAAAAAAF3w/lqeM7-tZvO0/s1600-h/IMG_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10px 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoTW7sjS8I/AAAAAAAAF3w/lqeM7-tZvO0/s320/IMG_0522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294565596630043586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG. What a fierce cooking lesson. We prepared salmon in 5 ways. The first was a salad of "lox" and fennel. It was wonderful. First, however, we started out by filleting the 20 pound salmon. The fatty pieces were cut off, a salmon steak was cut off and the scrappy pieces were saved for the salmon and pasta dish. Then we prepared the curing of 1/2 of the salmon. It was so big that it was going to take 4 days to cure (so for our recipe&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoUJXxSdPI/AAAAAAAAF34/Fb6GMu86R2U/s1600-h/IMG_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoUJXxSdPI/AAAAAAAAF34/Fb6GMu86R2U/s320/IMG_0526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294566463159563506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we used some that he had prepared earlier). The salad was easy to prepare, all we did was cut the green parts off of the fennel, then sliced the fennel (minus the root) very thin. Then prepared an olive oil and lemon juice and salt dressing, whipping it with a fork until it was creamy. Rinsed the fennel and let it sit in the dressing for 10 minutes. Piled the carpacchio on top, dressed the plate and ate. It was more than delicious.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoU6ctNXeI/AAAAAAAAF4A/6RYc7wKc7P0/s1600-h/IMG_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoU6ctNXeI/AAAAAAAAF4A/6RYc7wKc7P0/s320/IMG_0550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294567306298220002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next dish was pasta with salmon, using the trimmings from the salmon. The we did a wild, fancy dish with the raw salmon rolled around a mixture of bread, shrimp, artichoke hearts, olive oil, garlic and fish stock that was boiled for 15 minutes, then ground into a paste.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoV6QNEOpI/AAAAAAAAF4I/QSkNvFJB0cE/s1600-h/IMG_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:10px 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoV6QNEOpI/AAAAAAAAF4I/QSkNvFJB0cE/s320/IMG_0542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294568402453805714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had sliced the salmon into two layers and gently pounded both layers flat. Then rolled the paste inside and baked it in a 400 degree oven for 15 minutes. Very tasty.&lt;br /&gt;Then we fixed the salmon filet with green peppercorns, brandy and fish stock. It was divine. Then we prepared baccala (which has the texture of halibut) with a tomato sauce. Yummy. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoWtTonAwI/AAAAAAAAF4Q/YWw-M_oZ5nM/s1600-h/IMG_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoWtTonAwI/AAAAAAAAF4Q/YWw-M_oZ5nM/s320/IMG_0556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294569279547966210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the finale was a seafood risotto that was easy and tasted like the ocean ... it had clams, shrimp, calamari and mussels along with calarose rice with fish stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am exhausted. He kept pouring glasses of wine to go with each course, so I stumbled home. If you want to see more detailed pictures go&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/Florence11?feat=directlink"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-8994022448308976733?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/8994022448308976733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/salmon-coooking-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/8994022448308976733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/8994022448308976733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/salmon-coooking-day.html' title='Salmon Coooking Day'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoTW7sjS8I/AAAAAAAAF3w/lqeM7-tZvO0/s72-c/IMG_0522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-6553540238633583832</id><published>2009-01-19T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:37:00.007-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence cooking lesson'/><title type='text'>New Cooking School ... Shellfish soup</title><content type='html'>I found more about the lard I had the other day. It is from Colonatta. It has been aged in basins in a cellar dug out of rock. High humidity. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYibGPsbjZI/AAAAAAAAGLI/h_YUVzYjUEE/s1600-h/lard+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:10px 0 10px 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYibGPsbjZI/AAAAAAAAGLI/h_YUVzYjUEE/s320/lard+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298655493195795858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The insides of the basin are rubbed in garlic, the bottom is covered in sea salt and herbs and spices. Then they layer strips of the lard with salt to the top. After a week the basins are uncovered and salt water is poured on top. This sits for 8-10 months. It was more than tasty, no matter how weird it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second cooking school started. Very different from the home of Simonetta of last week. This was a serious restaurant with a stressed chef. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoQNpnoZHI/AAAAAAAAF3Q/NiKJ_Ej9yrM/s1600-h/IMG_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoQNpnoZHI/AAAAAAAAF3Q/NiKJ_Ej9yrM/s320/IMG_0451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294562138623861874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The restaurant is known for their fresh fish preparations, so that is what we are doing. We first did carpaccio of fresh fish. He was great at making the slices, I was pretty bad. We made two types of carpaccio, one totally raw and the other, using the same thickness of slices, was put in the oven for 2 minutes until it just turned opaque. The raw was better than the cooked, but both were good.&lt;br /&gt;The next dish was fish with potatoes. We put some potato slices (waffle cut) in the oven, on a thin bed of olive oil, to toast them up a tad. Then started cooking potatoes,cubed, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoQo23-dKI/AAAAAAAAF3Y/tApT_Awo-GA/s1600-h/IMG_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXoQo23-dKI/AAAAAAAAF3Y/tApT_Awo-GA/s320/IMG_0477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294562606038545570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in olive oil and rosemary. When those potatoes started sticking to the pan water was added. Fish was filleted. Then the waffled potatoes were taken out of the oven, layed over the fish and they were returned to the oven. When it was done (maybe 5 minutes at 400 degrees), the cubed potatoes were ready. I was surprised at the combo. The fish was tasty, the potatoes great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next dish was a shellfish soup. It was delicious. Clams, mussels, olive oil, basil, white wine, garlic, salt, a little tomato sauce and some fish stock were added to a fry pan, covered and cooked for &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYicjxSBwpI/AAAAAAAAGLY/59QNBkbw-M8/s1600-h/IMG_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10px 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYicjxSBwpI/AAAAAAAAGLY/59QNBkbw-M8/s320/IMG_0475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298657099939693202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a few minutes.Then uncovered, and the liquid was reduced. It was served with bruschetta. This was my favorite of the whole night. The taste was vibrant and more complex that I had thought possible. I could eat this for breakfast. And lunch. Then want more for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also made 2 seafood and pasta dishes( shellfish and asparagus with gnocchi was one. The other had zucchini and tomatoes and shrimp with fresh pasta).  The shellfish were removed and plated, then the pasta was tossed in the reduced sauce. Then it was plated with the shellfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finale was a whole fish done in tin foil in the oven. The fish was stuffed with rosemary. Then laid on a piece of tin foil.Surrounded with thinly sliced onion, tomato, basil, clams and mussels. Then another piece of foil on the top. He took more time sealing the tin foil than preparing the dish. Put into a 400 degree oven for about 15-20 minutes. The tin foil puffed up, the fish steamed it the juices, and the taste was great.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYib6qbHZzI/AAAAAAAAGLQ/R4qyvLryIcI/s1600-h/IMG_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10px 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYib6qbHZzI/AAAAAAAAGLQ/R4qyvLryIcI/s320/IMG_0496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298656393724127026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also showed me how to make a roux that keeps for a few days. Also shown were oil (not olive) and garlic and oil and onion mixtures that would keep for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot here. Tomorrow he has to go to his lawyer, so cooking is postponed for the day and we will add Saturday to the schedule. I will head to the museums.&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures of all of the dishes and also there is a picture of his wife, &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/Florence10?feat=directlink"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-6553540238633583832?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/6553540238633583832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-cooking-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/6553540238633583832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/6553540238633583832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-cooking-school.html' title='New Cooking School ... Shellfish soup'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYibGPsbjZI/AAAAAAAAGLI/h_YUVzYjUEE/s72-c/lard+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-5881538055510894283</id><published>2009-01-19T04:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:46:47.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Florence wandering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiebULdE2I/AAAAAAAAGLg/I3NA3AEv_XI/s1600-h/IMG_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiebULdE2I/AAAAAAAAGLg/I3NA3AEv_XI/s320/IMG_0432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298659153711797090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked over the Ponte Vecchio bridge this morning, in a drizzle. Have stopped getting lost. All I have to do is look up and find the Duomo and I am almost home. Getting ready for the new school, I walked around and found a great place to eat. It has a wood burning pizza and an extensive menu. The first thing that caught my eye was an appetizer of lard. Really? I had to try it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYietM7DbII/AAAAAAAAGLo/PipW9xxsCPA/s1600-h/IMG_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:10px 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYietM7DbII/AAAAAAAAGLo/PipW9xxsCPA/s320/IMG_0447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298659461001604226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was more than delicious. It appealed to all of my senses ...the lard itself was sliced paper thin, was warm, and the bread was very fresh and had a crunchy crust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a beautiful leather jacket for Susan. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYifDRKRazI/AAAAAAAAGLw/S26HeXT4xoM/s1600-h/IMG_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYifDRKRazI/AAAAAAAAGLw/S26HeXT4xoM/s320/IMG_0443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298659840096299826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wish she had been here to try it on. Got a good price on Marie's belt, then lucked into a mask store. Shopping, shopping in the rain. The rain kept the tourist traffic down and the atmosphere of past history high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to see this mornings pictures go &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/Florence9?feat=directlink"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-5881538055510894283?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/5881538055510894283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/florence-wandering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/5881538055510894283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/5881538055510894283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/florence-wandering.html' title='Florence wandering'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiebULdE2I/AAAAAAAAGLg/I3NA3AEv_XI/s72-c/IMG_0432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-1188846575930035228</id><published>2009-01-18T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:56:21.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence tourist'/><title type='text'>Sunday wanderings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYifr4_ZVHI/AAAAAAAAGL4/x4abrQ_JwJo/s1600-h/IMG_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYifr4_ZVHI/AAAAAAAAGL4/x4abrQ_JwJo/s320/IMG_0413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298660537982866546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandered around today, Sunday, in the rain. Ate my first gelato, saw huge statues that I had seen in art books all my life. There is something about seeing them in person that took my breath away. Had my first tripe sandwich. Found out where the next classes meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more women here in fur coats &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYigAbaNgNI/AAAAAAAAGMA/0rj6DMZ8ijo/s1600-h/IMG_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10px 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYigAbaNgNI/AAAAAAAAGMA/0rj6DMZ8ijo/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298660890819526866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;than I ever thought possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYigvH41EuI/AAAAAAAAGMI/p8YhT9q7AXU/s1600-h/IMG_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYigvH41EuI/AAAAAAAAGMI/p8YhT9q7AXU/s320/IMG_0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298661693033091810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are very few tourists here, so if I walk into a store or restaurant for a second time it is like old home week. The owner comes out and is more than effusive, wanting to know if I want something new or the same as last time. I have had some wonderful meals, and am getting to know how to food shop.&lt;br /&gt;The town was all abuzz yesterday with the story of the plane in the Hudson River in NYC. I must have heard the tale 5 times. Everyone wanted to share the story with the American. Strangely enough there have been very few questions about the presidential elections, unlike past years when I was quizzed repeatedly about Nixon or Reagan or Bush.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXNyyibrVuI/AAAAAAAAEy8/3gvjmGCRnVE/s1600-h/IMG_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 5px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXNyyibrVuI/AAAAAAAAEy8/3gvjmGCRnVE/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292700199652382434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-1188846575930035228?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/1188846575930035228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunday-wanderings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/1188846575930035228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/1188846575930035228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunday-wanderings.html' title='Sunday wanderings'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYifr4_ZVHI/AAAAAAAAGL4/x4abrQ_JwJo/s72-c/IMG_0413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-7956941617020694474</id><published>2009-01-18T00:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:00:50.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>easy day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Saturday, I had no classes, so I went to the market to buy balsamic vinegar. There were some 100 year old bottles available ... for 495 Euros for 50 ml. That is $657.83. As much as I lusted after that there was no way. I ended up with a bottle of 100ml 25 year old vinegar. It came in a lovely box, like a fine piece of jewelry. And it tasted very different from the balsamic that I have been buying at City Market. Then there was the first pressing olive oil ... that tasted wonderful. First pressing is cloudy and full of flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiiVyNXi2I/AAAAAAAAGMU/OMHBcU4nfMY/s1600-h/IMG_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:10px 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiiVyNXi2I/AAAAAAAAGMU/OMHBcU4nfMY/s320/IMG_0392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298663456740182882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I decided to go to a tiny restaurant and have a tiny meal. Still came to 25 Euros (~$33). I had mozzarella and bread, then gnocchi in gorgonzola on rocket. And, of course, a glass of chianti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I walked, got lost, got found and walked some more. Went to the English bookstore and traded in some paperbacks for new reading material. Took pictures of the dome ... again.  (There is a collection of non cooking pictures &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/FlorenceSights#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.) The museums close at 2pm and are mostly closed on Sundays, so I am out of luck for that. I will wander today (Sunday) also. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SXLpItBZJ8I/AAAAAAAAEhg/PdvIk4d3MAQ/s1600-h/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-7956941617020694474?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/7956941617020694474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/easy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/7956941617020694474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/7956941617020694474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/easy-day.html' title='easy day'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiiVyNXi2I/AAAAAAAAGMU/OMHBcU4nfMY/s72-c/IMG_0392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-5157190301685918764</id><published>2009-01-16T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:12:27.974-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence cooking lesson'/><title type='text'>Pizza and panna cotta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wasn't going to do desserts, but had a panna cotta at a restaurant and fell in love. Well, who wouldn't. Cream and sugar. So, Simonetta taught me how to do pizza dough today and panna cotta and a great pasta sauce (with aromatic herbs) and turkey breast cooked in milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pizza dough was lots easier than I had imagined.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYijAiFcxzI/AAAAAAAAGMc/Bh8TxoemBuQ/s1600-h/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10px 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYijAiFcxzI/AAAAAAAAGMc/Bh8TxoemBuQ/s320/IMG_0371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298664191146379058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It took only one rising, and the formula was a lot like the focaccia from the other day. We made tiny pizzas, with plain tomato sauce and mozzarella. They were tasty. The crust was very thin and crunchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYijhX8BvKI/AAAAAAAAGMk/ENXfYP5kzUk/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 10px 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYijhX8BvKI/AAAAAAAAGMk/ENXfYP5kzUk/s320/IMG_0346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298664755358186658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The panna cotta was just cream, confectioners sugar, vanilla bean and sheet gelatin. We put the cream, vanilla bean and sugar in a double boiler and put it over heat until the sugar dissolved. Then added the gelatin (which had been sitting in some milk) and removed the vanilla bean. This sat in the fridge for an hour. It could be made the day before, then taken out of the container to be served.. Simonetta melted chocolate and put it on top. It hit the spot after the meal. It was more solid than the one I fell in love with in the restaurant, so I think that I will reduce the gelatin by half and see what that does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pasta sauce was the best I ever had. First you fry onion and garlic in olive oil until just before it gets brown. Then you add chopped up (with a mezzaluna to be authentic) parsley, sage and rosemary. Salt and pepper, too. Fry this for a few minutes, then add tomato sauce and a half glass of water. This needs to simmer for 20 minutes or so. Peperoncini can be added, also. The taste was great. It was served with penne pasta and grated parmesan. I wanted three or four helpings, but limited myself so I could have some of the turkey breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turkey breast was rolled and tied, then rolled in salt and pepper and allowed to sit while the sofrito was prepared. The onions, celery and carrots were fried in half olive oil, half butter. When it was halfway done the turkey breast was put in the pan to brown on all sides. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYikPyO8OAI/AAAAAAAAGMs/5JcJWopjRkQ/s1600-h/IMG_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYikPyO8OAI/AAAAAAAAGMs/5JcJWopjRkQ/s320/IMG_0370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298665552690821122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next came the fun part. 4 tbs of red wine vinegar were added, then reduced by 3/4. Then milk was added about 2/3rds of the way up the turkey. When it started to boil we turned down the heat, partially covered the pan and let cook for ~30 minutes. Tender and tasty. Yes the sauce looked 'curdled', but tasted yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see more pictures, and a movie of the pizza dough being made, go &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/Florence6#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-5157190301685918764?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/5157190301685918764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/pizza-and-panna-cotta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/5157190301685918764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/5157190301685918764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/pizza-and-panna-cotta.html' title='Pizza and panna cotta'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYijAiFcxzI/AAAAAAAAGMc/Bh8TxoemBuQ/s72-c/IMG_0371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-2587731385662882825</id><published>2009-01-15T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:20:48.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence cooking lesson'/><title type='text'>Foccacia and Balsamic Scallopini</title><content type='html'>Another cooking day with Simonetta. Today we did focaccia, a balsamic scallopini (with turkey breast), beans and a bean/faro soup. The bread, because of the rising time, was the first to be made.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYimJRKkhOI/AAAAAAAAGM8/pjIxHjj_U8o/s1600-h/IMG_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:15px 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYimJRKkhOI/AAAAAAAAGM8/pjIxHjj_U8o/s320/IMG_0316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298667639758161122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was made with cooked potatoes, flour and yeast. 2x the amount of flour as potato. The potatoes, already boiled and cooled, were peeled, then put through a ricer. The mixed with flour. The yeast (a whole packet) was added, then warm water. We kneaded it, a cross was cut in the top, and it was put in a warm oven for 1 hour. Then it was kneaded again, shaped and put into a pan that had been covered with olive oil. The we pressed cut tomatoes on the top and it was set aside to rise again for 20 minutes. Then it was put into a 400 degree oven for ~30 minutes. When it came out of the oven more olive oil was poured on top and it was given a sprinkling of coarse salt. It had a great taste of potato and was soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the bread was raising we started the soup.&lt;br /&gt;First with the soup was the sofrito ... carrots, onion, celery were all fried hard in olive oil (we could have added pancetta or bacon at this point). Then came&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYimkQD6rcI/AAAAAAAAGNE/cJR-dEFwYoY/s1600-h/IMG_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:15px 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYimkQD6rcI/AAAAAAAAGNE/cJR-dEFwYoY/s320/IMG_0329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298668103318285762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tomatoes. Then added lacinto kale, torn into pieces (without the main rib). After a few minutes bean cooking liquid was added and some stock. When this came to a boil we added faro. This cooked at a boil for ~20 minutes. Some already cooked beans were pureed and added. This was cooked another 10-15 minutes, then whole cooked beans were added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this was happening we got the beans going. These were called beans cooked in a flask. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYinBpA1RZI/AAAAAAAAGNM/hNDrpfNAKuI/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:10px 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYinBpA1RZI/AAAAAAAAGNM/hNDrpfNAKuI/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298668608232441234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And they were. Very simple, very rich tasting,. The beans were soaked over night first. The they were put into the flask with onion, garlic, sage, rosemary and salt. Water was added to cover the beans three times over. Boiled for about 40 minutes (until the beans stopped jumping around.). We don't have one of these flasks in Colorado, so the beans could be cooked in a pot with the lid just barely ajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scallopini with turkey breast and balsamic vinegar was quick and easy. We had a long talk about balsamic vinegar ( and the stuff we get in CO ain't what I tasted here) and the differences between traditional balsamic and regular balsamic. Traditional balsamic vinegar is made from a reduction of syrup from sweet wine grapes, called "Mosto Cotto" , which is aged for a minimum of 12 years in seven wooden barrels of successively smaller sizes. The casks are made of different woods like chestnut, acacia, cherry, oak, mulberry, ash, and, in the past, juniper. I got to taste some of the traditional ... and it was a wow! I aslo found out that it costs around 90 Euros (~$118) for a tiny bottle of 12 year old. The prices go up with age. Gotta get some. I'll do without dinners. I'll do without many things. This stuff is heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see photos of the day go &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/Florence5?feat=directlink"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-2587731385662882825?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/2587731385662882825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-cooking-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2587731385662882825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2587731385662882825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-cooking-day.html' title='Foccacia and Balsamic Scallopini'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYimJRKkhOI/AAAAAAAAGM8/pjIxHjj_U8o/s72-c/IMG_0316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-2824819172579224006</id><published>2009-01-14T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:39:47.310-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos; Toscano Sas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Chicken in Prosciutto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiovMnn2fI/AAAAAAAAGNc/r9VM125ZASU/s1600-h/fixed+price+menu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiovMnn2fI/AAAAAAAAGNc/r9VM125ZASU/s320/fixed+price+menu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298670490396121586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My teacher, Simonetta, had a dentist appointment this morning, and our class was started at 4:30pm instead of 9:30am, so I had the morning off to wander and have lunch. And what a lunch. I went to I' Toscano Sas on Via Guelfa.They had a fixed price menu for 16Euros (that translates to $21 ... much for a lunch, but I get a free breakfast at the hotel, then eat what I cook at Simonetta's house) that was wonderful.I had the ravioli with butter and sage (since that was what I had a lesson in yesterday), roasted pork loin and cream pudding (also known as panna cotta!). I was run by a family, and the food was great. The daughter was the wait staff/ cashier/ hostess. The dad was cooking. The ravioli that we made the day before was better ... but just. It was better because the sage was crispy, and the ravioli dough was thinner. But I loved the atmosphere and the attention. Everyone was very nice to the tourist who couldn't speak Italian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYipilh3p8I/AAAAAAAAGNk/gntbWMDmG70/s1600-h/espresso+bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:15px 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYipilh3p8I/AAAAAAAAGNk/gntbWMDmG70/s320/espresso+bar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298671373256206274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went to have an espresso (called caffe) at a local coffee bar. Normally I stand at the bar to have it (.90 Euros = $1.19), but there was hardly anyone there, and I got a table. The espresso amount is tiny and very powerful. Loved doing the people watching thing. There were two very old (very, very old) women seated next to me. There were some business people hunched over computers. No children. No adolescents. They have a huge selection of pastries and sandwiches, but I haven't figured out how to order them yet, so I haven't tried anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it was time for the class.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiqf3nTi4I/AAAAAAAAGNs/K5rQdb3Qdzg/s1600-h/meal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:15px 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiqf3nTi4I/AAAAAAAAGNs/K5rQdb3Qdzg/s320/meal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298672426082864002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we cooked spinach with tomato (olive oil and anchovies and parmesan cheese), chicken legs wrapped in prosciutto and rolled in a combo of fresh sage and rosemary (chopped up with a mezzaluna), broccoli with orichietti pasta (with garlic, anchovies and bread crumbs), and roasted sweet peppers rolled around equal amounts of ricotta and parmesan. And we had a nice chianti to go with it. The spinach and tomato was a surprise, how good it tasted.There are better ( and more)pictures &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/Florence4#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-2824819172579224006?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/2824819172579224006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-cooking-in-florence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2824819172579224006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2824819172579224006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-cooking-in-florence.html' title='Chicken in Prosciutto'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiovMnn2fI/AAAAAAAAGNc/r9VM125ZASU/s72-c/fixed+price+menu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-2998181488232868044</id><published>2009-01-13T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:44:21.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence tourist'/><title type='text'>Lost in Florence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYishFzHKPI/AAAAAAAAGN0/xgZenNwAp44/s1600-h/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYishFzHKPI/AAAAAAAAGN0/xgZenNwAp44/s320/car.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298674646093605106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that the hotel was somewhere near the dome, but had no idea exactly where, so I wandered and took pictures. check them out &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/Florence3#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-2998181488232868044?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/2998181488232868044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-in-florence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2998181488232868044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2998181488232868044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-in-florence.html' title='Lost in Florence'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYishFzHKPI/AAAAAAAAGN0/xgZenNwAp44/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-5515372537491478561</id><published>2009-01-13T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T12:57:20.912-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence cooking lesson'/><title type='text'>Cooking Pasta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYity8lObiI/AAAAAAAAGN8/eq5_8tNSAos/s1600-h/fennel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYity8lObiI/AAAAAAAAGN8/eq5_8tNSAos/s320/fennel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298676052368715298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's cooking lesson was fennel, crostini, ravioli, and saltimboca.&lt;br /&gt;We began by preparing the fennel first. We cleaned the fennel by taking off the outer leaves of the root and cutting away all of the green and the fronds. The fennel was cut into quarters, then covered with salted water and allowed to boil for twenty minutes. While it was boiling we made a bechamel sauce. Then fried a bunch of chopped flat leaf parsley in olive oil. Then we sliced the cooked fennel and fried it with the parsley and oil. Then put into a oven proof pan, covered with bechamel and put it in a 350F oven for 20 minutes. the top browned beautifully, and it tasted wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiurismOXI/AAAAAAAAGOE/NW6-EH9G_hc/s1600-h/ravioli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:15px 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiurismOXI/AAAAAAAAGOE/NW6-EH9G_hc/s320/ravioli.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298677024672856434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a thrill how easy and quick the pasta was to make. Aside from the ravioli, Simonetta showed me how to make lasagna and tagliatelli and other types of pasta from the same dough and process. We made a spinach and ricotta filling, which she said was traditional. The dough, after being kneaded and rolled out (note ... roll always in the same direction holding the part nearest you), sat for a few minutes. Then we mounded the filling, cut between the filling, then folded the dough and pressed it closed with a floured fork. It was boiled in salted water, then drizzled with a butter/olive oil mixture which has been fried with sage leaves.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYivcOBjg9I/AAAAAAAAGOM/ojpCfhpEMcE/s1600-h/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:15px 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYivcOBjg9I/AAAAAAAAGOM/ojpCfhpEMcE/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298677860937204690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also made the saltimboca .... veal rolled around prosciutto and sage, them lightly floured and browned in a combo of butter and olive oil. Then a cup of white wine was added to the pan and left to cook for about 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;The crostini was simple ... robiola cheese (kind of like cream cheese, but a little looser and a little more tart) and lots of chives. This was mixed and let to sit until we finished preparing the meal. Then we spread it on crusty bread.&lt;br /&gt;Then I walked home and got very lost, so I took pictures as I wandered. Check out the next entry for some of those pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-5515372537491478561?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/5515372537491478561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/cooking-pasta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/5515372537491478561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/5515372537491478561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/cooking-pasta.html' title='Cooking Pasta'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYity8lObiI/AAAAAAAAGN8/eq5_8tNSAos/s72-c/fennel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-6676069214434695343</id><published>2009-01-12T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:15:34.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florence market'/><title type='text'>Market with Simonetta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYixu5H_suI/AAAAAAAAGOU/AZh4U7C8LpY/s1600-h/market1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYixu5H_suI/AAAAAAAAGOU/AZh4U7C8LpY/s320/market1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298680380767843042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first day Simoneta took me to the big market (fish vendors closed on Mondays, open from 7:30am until 3pm Monday-Saturday). We shopped and wandered. I oohed and ahhhed at the selection and quantity. We bought some burrata .... a fresh cows milk cheese (oh, what a taste .. it was like solid cream. It should be outlawed or taxed), some anchovies and some bread. Here is just a tiny part of the Mercato Central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a selection of pigs heads and porcini mushrooms.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiyEtVMOGI/AAAAAAAAGOc/Zwc_QXie04U/s1600-h/market2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 15px 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiyEtVMOGI/AAAAAAAAGOc/Zwc_QXie04U/s320/market2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298680755559086178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiyX_4uwII/AAAAAAAAGOk/jleNh55YU7g/s1600-h/market3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 15px 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiyX_4uwII/AAAAAAAAGOk/jleNh55YU7g/s320/market3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298681086957502594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were the hams&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiy27jSS7I/AAAAAAAAGOs/pvIhlezHri4/s1600-h/market4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 15px 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYiy27jSS7I/AAAAAAAAGOs/pvIhlezHri4/s320/market4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298681618369760178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took altogether too many pictures. This will probably continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see the whole collection of pictures taken at the market take a look &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/masprema/Florence202#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-6676069214434695343?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/6676069214434695343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/market-with-simoneta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/6676069214434695343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/6676069214434695343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/market-with-simoneta.html' title='Market with Simonetta'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYixu5H_suI/AAAAAAAAGOU/AZh4U7C8LpY/s72-c/market1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-5555576390334319943</id><published>2009-01-12T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:22:17.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florence hotel'/><title type='text'>Hotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, what luxury. The room is spacious, the window opens, there is a smoking porch, the bathroom has amenities not found in the Holiday Inn. A bidet, for example, and a towel heater.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYi0tKftkrI/AAAAAAAAGPA/Whs8-1LAjKg/s1600-h/IMG_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYi0tKftkrI/AAAAAAAAGPA/Whs8-1LAjKg/s320/IMG_0202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298683649605866162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWs9_my8kdI/AAAAAAAAD1s/BJt52frCY1o/s1600-h/IMG_bath.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYi0iRAyCBI/AAAAAAAAGO4/hqKBpkjTUrk/s1600-h/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYi0iRAyCBI/AAAAAAAAGO4/hqKBpkjTUrk/s320/IMG_0204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298683462376622098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWs9_my8kdI/AAAAAAAAD1s/BJt52frCY1o/s1600-h/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-5555576390334319943?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/5555576390334319943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/hotel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/5555576390334319943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/5555576390334319943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/hotel.html' title='Hotel'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SYi0tKftkrI/AAAAAAAAGPA/Whs8-1LAjKg/s72-c/IMG_0202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-2528639439972121561</id><published>2009-01-12T00:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:13:39.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florence'/><title type='text'>airports and hotel</title><content type='html'>The flights were scheduled tightly, and it was strange. All of the airports were under construction, and there were multiple bus trips from the planes to the terminals, where there were more passport controls and baggage inspections. But, all lugage arrived to the next connection.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWr56iVBqsI/AAAAAAAAD0c/LqEm41BY2r0/s1600-h/IMG_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWr56iVBqsI/AAAAAAAAD0c/LqEm41BY2r0/s320/IMG_0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290315496342792898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the hotel, and one of the the owners, Christelle, tried to explain how to get into the hotel, lock my room, and turn on the lights. It went one ear and out the other.&lt;br /&gt;Claudio, the other owner(and husband of Christelle,) was astonished that I wanted to eat breakfast outside. So peaceful and lovely. &lt;p&gt;I am off to my first class, and will report back this afternoon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWr5NO-rFeI/AAAAAAAAD0U/i7AoqpEGnP4/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWr5NO-rFeI/AAAAAAAAD0U/i7AoqpEGnP4/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290314718054651362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-2528639439972121561?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/2528639439972121561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/airports-and-hotel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2528639439972121561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2528639439972121561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/airports-and-hotel.html' title='airports and hotel'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWr56iVBqsI/AAAAAAAAD0c/LqEm41BY2r0/s72-c/IMG_0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-6973305127157416514</id><published>2009-01-09T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:21:00.189-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brief Interviews with Hideous Men'/><title type='text'>Oh no, another book decision</title><content type='html'>Once again I have changed the books to take with me on the plane.The Gastronomica magazines will have to stay. The new book list is &lt;i&gt;Brief Interviews with Hideous Men&lt;/i&gt;. Highly reccommended. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWesC21qx4I/AAAAAAAADz0/gBfBLNU7NQM/s1600-h/brief-interviews-wit_79fe25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWesC21qx4I/AAAAAAAADz0/gBfBLNU7NQM/s320/brief-interviews-wit_79fe25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289385452450269058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also the newest Mother Jones. Tinly Norbu's Magical Dance went in the bag. And the blank book stays in the "purse" for the airplane rides. I just know that I will pick up a thriller in an airport.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-6973305127157416514?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/6973305127157416514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-no-another-book-decision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/6973305127157416514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/6973305127157416514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-no-another-book-decision.html' title='Oh no, another book decision'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWesC21qx4I/AAAAAAAADz0/gBfBLNU7NQM/s72-c/brief-interviews-wit_79fe25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-5413707427828551072</id><published>2009-01-07T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:37:28.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florence newspapers'/><title type='text'>Florence newspapers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looking for more info on the current interests by the citizens of Florence I visited assorted newspapers. They were all English language newspapers ... not geared towards the natives.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.florencenewspaper.it/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 92px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWVPmNgHAxI/AAAAAAAADlE/tgphoSrVsqk/s400/florence.nwspaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288720855294477074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A very mild, informative-for-tourists online paper. Lots of schedules, like this:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.florencenewspaper.it/vediarticolo.asp?news=a9.01.02.15.06"&gt;The Art Exhibits in Florence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Palazzo Strozzi: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caterina and Maria de' Medici, Women in Power; &lt;/b&gt;October 24-February 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the same edition was a story by Mercedes Matos Carrara about a woman artist, Yvonne Di Palma, and her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Presepial&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; Installation In Honor Of Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;*The term Presepe or Presepio comes from the Latin praesepe or manger, used as the crib for baby Jesus in Bethlehem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;first part of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.florencenewspaper.it/vediarticolo.asp?news=a9.01.07.19.20"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; talks about history.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pope Sixtus III (432-240) built a grotto in the Basilica of Santa Maria Maggiore to house fragments of the manger, brought to Rome from Bethlehem. Christmas Mass was celebrated in front of the relics and the church was also known as Santa Maria ad Praesepem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This history continues, and continues, (Florence is chock full of history) then comes to the artist&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yvonnedipalma.com/"&gt;Yvonne DiPalma&lt;/a&gt;, has ingeniously related her own contemporary version of a Neapolitan 18th century &lt;i&gt;presepio&lt;/i&gt; into her &lt;i&gt;Presepial Installation in Honor of Peace. &lt;/i&gt;The very talented American expatriate came to Italy for the first time after getting her BA in Humanities at Johns Hopkins University. She travelled to Naples and its neighbouring towns to meet her Italian relatives. During her graduation trip she ended up meeting her late husband Michele Attanasio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, the Philadelphia-born artist had been extremely impressed by a Neapolitan &lt;i&gt;presepio &lt;/i&gt;of small Baroque figures, shown every Christmas at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York. The figures, with their terracotta painted heads, crystal eyes and carved wooden hands in hand-sewn outfits over their wire-supported heads and hemp bodies, had been done by Neapolitan 18th century sculptors that had specialized on the three-scene&lt;i&gt; presepio. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne DiPalma, together with her husband and some of his friends decided to use the eighteenth century techniques to create a twentieth century&lt;i&gt; presepio &lt;/i&gt;....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWVnniDSC6I/AAAAAAAADmE/TnMbZ5xAk8g/s1600-h/yvonnedipalma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWVnniDSC6I/AAAAAAAADmE/TnMbZ5xAk8g/s320/yvonnedipalma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288747266269645730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their goal was blending painting, sculpture, fashion, music, and theatre, into one work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ......  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;A visit to the artist’s studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ....   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with its installation of over two hundred figures and animals is an unforgettable experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The exhib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it is free.&lt;/span&gt; .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corriere.it/english/"&gt;The next paper was what I was hoping for.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Corriere della Sera (English)&lt;br /&gt;      For those who do not read Italian this may be the most helpful newspaper. For this reason it tops our list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-5413707427828551072?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/5413707427828551072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/florence-newspapers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/5413707427828551072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/5413707427828551072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/florence-newspapers.html' title='Florence newspapers'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWVPmNgHAxI/AAAAAAAADlE/tgphoSrVsqk/s72-c/florence.nwspaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-7601695314781718403</id><published>2009-01-07T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:48:33.237-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florence budget'/><title type='text'>Budget</title><content type='html'>I have saved and been given a total of $700 to spend in Florence for the two weeks. So, how do I allocate this?&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that United charges $25 to check a bag. So there goes $50.&lt;br /&gt;Transportation to and from the Florence airport costs around $25. There goes another $50.&lt;br /&gt;So for meals and gifts that leaves $600. That translates to $300/week. That translates to ~$40/day. That seems like a lot. I have a free breakfast at the hotel and a free meal Monday-Fridays with the cooking schools. I am bringing books with the idea of trading them at the used bookstore, so there will not be that normal expense.&lt;br /&gt;I used to count every penny on trips. What will happen this time? It seems as though there is a surfeit of money. Will I be profligate? Gifts to buy ... belts, pictures, for me will be food. Will I eat a $40 meal?&lt;br /&gt;Agh! I just found out that there are no money changers at either the Frankfurt airport or the Florence airport. I have just changed all of my spending money into $50 bills and realize that there are only ATM machines at every stop. Plus, debit cards are problematical according to one blog. So, what to do? There must be banks in downtown Florence ... we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;Ah ... the Denver Airport has World Wide Money Exchange on Concourses A, B. I called them and they will be open until 8pm. The plane will arrive on Concourse B, then I leave with Lufthansa on Concourse A. Easy peasy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-7601695314781718403?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/7601695314781718403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/budget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/7601695314781718403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/7601695314781718403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/budget.html' title='Budget'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-2900868743691805336</id><published>2009-01-07T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:38:29.974-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gastronomica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florence dining'/><title type='text'>gifts for the trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWTJJrMLp6I/AAAAAAAADhU/FxYfw0V1Ux4/s1600-h/gastronomica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWTJJrMLp6I/AAAAAAAADhU/FxYfw0V1Ux4/s400/gastronomica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573030489630626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at dinner Jane and Bill Dinsmore gave me some Italian language notes and books with 2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gastronomica&lt;/span&gt; magazines that I had loaned them. The magazine  comes out 4 times a year, but as fast as I read I can't finish one before the next one comes. They are dense. Here is the editor in chief's welcome note to readers:&lt;blockquote&gt;Since 2001 we've been renewing the connection between sensual                  and intellectual nourishment by offering readers a taste of passionate                  inquiry through scholarship, humor, fiction, poetry, and exciting                  visual imagery. With its diverse voices and eclectic mix of articles,                  &lt;i&gt;Gastronomica&lt;/i&gt; uses food as an important source of knowledge                  about different cultures and societies, provoking discussion and                  encouraging thoughtful reflection on the history, literature,                  representation, and cultural impact of food. The fact is, the                  more we know about food, the greater our pleasure in it. Welcome                  to our table! &lt;/blockquote&gt;They will go in the airplane bag, also.&lt;br /&gt;At the same dinner party (for which I cooked Indian .... halibut with tomatoes and onions, basmati rice, dal, cucumber raita, homemade chutney, garlic naan) Marie gave me $100 for taking care of her house while she was in Mexico. Ah, financial luxury. A cushion. Now to work on a budget ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-2900868743691805336?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/2900868743691805336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/gifts-for-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2900868743691805336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2900868743691805336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/gifts-for-trip.html' title='gifts for the trip'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWTJJrMLp6I/AAAAAAAADhU/FxYfw0V1Ux4/s72-c/gastronomica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-3483249210324959853</id><published>2009-01-05T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:40:03.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artemisia Gentilesch'/><title type='text'>Florence and art</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Florence looked overwhelming when it came to viewing the art. So I decided to narrow down my approach and just look for famous women artists. Ha. Only one was mentioned in all of the literature I could find. Artemisia Gentilesch.Here is her self portrait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWJIUB8v_OI/AAAAAAAADY8/uijpsrQ3afc/s1600-h/Artemisia_Gentileschi_Selfportrait_Martyr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWJIUB8v_OI/AAAAAAAADY8/uijpsrQ3afc/s400/Artemisia_Gentileschi_Selfportrait_Martyr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287868421444205794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This bio came from a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.artemisia-gentileschi.com/index.shtml"&gt; website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artemisia Gentileschi (1593 - 1652/1653 was one of the first women artists to achieve recognition in the male-dominated world of post-Renaissance art. In an era when female artists were limited to portrait painting and imitative poses, she was the first woman to paint major historical and religious scenarios. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She received her early training from her father, but after art academies rejected her, she continued study under a friend of her father, Agostino Tassi. In 1612, her father brought suit against Tassi for raping Artemisia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There followed a highly publicised seven-month trial.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;p&gt;The trauma of the rape and trial impacted on Artemisia's painting. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The heroines of her art, especially Judith, are powerful women exacting revenge&lt;/span&gt; on such male evildoers as the Assyrian general Holofernes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;After her death, she drifted into obscurity, her works often attributed to her father or other (sic. male) artists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are 2 museums which have some of her works. The Galleria degli Uffizi and the Casa Buonarroti. Both of them are  marked on the map. Perhaps I will find more women artists and more instances of Artemisia Gentilesch's work once I get to Florence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-3483249210324959853?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/3483249210324959853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/florence-and-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/3483249210324959853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/3483249210324959853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/florence-and-art.html' title='Florence and art'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWJIUB8v_OI/AAAAAAAADY8/uijpsrQ3afc/s72-c/Artemisia_Gentileschi_Selfportrait_Martyr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-7572818454979939398</id><published>2009-01-05T08:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:25:33.753-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florence dining'/><title type='text'>Dining in Florence</title><content type='html'>Ah, the problems with going to a great city filled with wonderful food. Here is my starting map. The references come from a variety of sources. All comments have been lifyted from the source.  This dining map will change as interesting places appear.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWI65QITKbI/AAAAAAAADY0/A9Wy2gMsLP4/s1600-h/dining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWI65QITKbI/AAAAAAAADY0/A9Wy2gMsLP4/s400/dining.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287853667743115698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?hl=en&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;z=14"&gt;go to google map&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 1. &lt;strong&gt;Bristol Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via de' Pescioni, 2, 50123 Firenze, Italy&lt;br /&gt;interesting menu that is strong on fish. Not cheap&lt;br /&gt;# 2. &lt;strong&gt;Trattoria Za' Za' Di Bondi Stefano &amp;amp;C.&lt;/strong&gt;  Snc&lt;br /&gt;Piazza del Mercato Centrale, 26 50123 Firenze, Florence (Toscane), Italy&lt;br /&gt;The omelette with a creamy truffle sauce is exquisite and the mixed antipasti are generous and tasty&lt;br /&gt;# 3. &lt;strong&gt;Gelateria dei Neri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via dei Neri, 26-red 50122 Firenze, Firenze (Toscane), Italy one of the finest ice cream parlours in the city. And so close to the hotel!&lt;br /&gt;# 4. &lt;strong&gt;Nerbone Di Stagi Alessandro &amp;amp; C Sas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piazza Mercato Centrale, 47/R 50123 Firenze (FI), Italy joys of the perfect Nerbone panino.&lt;br /&gt;# 5. &lt;strong&gt;Trattoria Mario&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via Rosina, 2 50123 Firenze (FI), Italy&lt;br /&gt;Go at midday on the dot before it fills up and order the excellent Bistecca. &lt;br /&gt;# 6. &lt;strong&gt;I' Toscano Sas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via Guelfa, 70 50129 Firenze, Florence (Toscane), Italy a delightful, family run restaurant that has great food for reasonable prices.&lt;br /&gt;# 7. &lt;strong&gt;I Fratellini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via dei Cimatori, 38-red 50122 Firenze, Firenze (Toscane), Italy a little hole in the wall pannini shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tourist House Ghiberti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via Bufalini Maurizio, 1 50122 Firenze (FI), Italy &lt;br /&gt;# 8. &lt;strong&gt;Rosticceria &amp;amp; Ristorante della Spada&lt;/strong&gt; Via della Spada, 62/RVia della Spada, 62,50123 Firenze, Italy  &lt;br /&gt;order: petto di pollo tondo&lt;br /&gt;# 9. &lt;strong&gt;Cioccolato D'Autore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borgo Degli Albizi, 11 50122 Firenze (FI), Italy &lt;br /&gt;best pistachio and chocolate gelato&lt;br /&gt;# 10. &lt;strong&gt;Trattoria Gozzi Di Alessandro E Andrea Gozzi Snc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piazza S. Lorenzo, 8/R 50123 Firenze (FI), Italy &lt;br /&gt;Almost impossible to find hidden behind three stands of the open market of San Lorenzo, it's worth the search. The menu's always the same and always good. The tomato sauce here is one of my favorite's. The roast pork, arista, is flavored with rosemary, hunks of garlic and salt, served with it's pan drippings...tuscan soul food, order the white beans and soak up the juices with your unsalted tuscan bread. They've got a light chianti as their house wine.&lt;br /&gt;# 11. &lt;strong&gt;Trattoria Il Contadino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via Palazzuolo, 71/R&lt;br /&gt;50123 Firenze (FI), Italy&lt;br /&gt;The gnocchi with gorgonzola is wonderful! The tiramasu on the weekends is great also.&lt;br /&gt;Fixed price for meal at Contadino was 13 Euros December 2007 but the food was still excellent. Best fettucini with pesto we ever tasted!&lt;br /&gt;# 12. &lt;strong&gt;Il Caminetto Di Alessandra Aiazzone &amp;amp; CSAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via Dello Studio, 34/R 50122 Firenze (FI), Italy&lt;br /&gt;# 13. &lt;strong&gt;Birreria Centrale - Antiquus Ristoro Di Galli SNC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piazza Dei Cimatori, 2/R 50100 Firenze (FI), Italy &lt;br /&gt;The restaurant serves typical Tuscan dishes such as Ribollita, a soup with vegetables and bread, Tuscan meat dishes and large salads.&lt;br /&gt;# 14. &lt;strong&gt;il Latini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via dei Palchetti, 6&lt;br /&gt;50123 Firenze, Florence (Toscane), Italy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-7572818454979939398?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/7572818454979939398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/dining-in-florence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/7572818454979939398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/7572818454979939398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/dining-in-florence.html' title='Dining in Florence'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWI65QITKbI/AAAAAAAADY0/A9Wy2gMsLP4/s72-c/dining.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-435843413839986093</id><published>2009-01-04T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:02:23.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>airplane reading, again</title><content type='html'>I still waver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-435843413839986093?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/435843413839986093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/airplane-reading-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/435843413839986093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/435843413839986093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/airplane-reading-again.html' title='airplane reading, again'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-4280871967145095408</id><published>2009-01-01T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:27:38.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airplane reading to Florence</title><content type='html'>After much dithering and wavering the book list has been whittled down to 3 no,4 books for the trip to Florence. And thats not counting the magazines ... three issues of Gastronomica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWDf_rz24aI/AAAAAAAADXo/kd_hk1SXmUg/s1600-h/51JB7W04DEL._SL500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWDf_rz24aI/AAAAAAAADXo/kd_hk1SXmUg/s200/51JB7W04DEL._SL500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287472247717945762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ross King's &lt;u&gt;Brunelleschi's Dome&lt;/u&gt; The hotel has views to the dome, so why not pick one book that can tell you about one of the most prominent architectural wonder? I tried reading it ahead, but it is a tad dry, so the enforced sitting in the airplane will do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWDidoXjluI/AAAAAAAADXw/kffMSALrUn8/s1600-h/She%27s+Fantastical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWDidoXjluI/AAAAAAAADXw/kffMSALrUn8/s200/She%27s+Fantastical.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287474961213265634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;She's Fantastical&lt;/u&gt; a collection of Australian women's "speculative" fiction. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(side note: what's the relationship between speculative and speculum?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanna Russ's &lt;u&gt;To Write Like a Woman&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWDjok3f4eI/AAAAAAAADX4/DarH2w1_Kac/s1600-h/to+write+like.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWDjok3f4eI/AAAAAAAADX4/DarH2w1_Kac/s200/to+write+like.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287476248763687394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the book I keep carrying around with me on all of my trips, all of the stretches of unstructured time ... Thinley Norbu's &lt;u&gt;Magic Dance&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWDoGsuIjGI/AAAAAAAADYE/Y0geTAvICrY/s1600-h/Magic+Dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWDoGsuIjGI/AAAAAAAADYE/Y0geTAvICrY/s200/Magic+Dance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287481164314479714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't really count the blank book.  Does that make 5?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWDr8VdsxCI/AAAAAAAADYM/4Kwec7o_ROM/s1600-h/moleskin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWDr8VdsxCI/AAAAAAAADYM/4Kwec7o_ROM/s200/moleskin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287485384319353890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-4280871967145095408?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/4280871967145095408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/airplane-reading-to-florence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/4280871967145095408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/4280871967145095408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/airplane-reading-to-florence.html' title='Airplane reading to Florence'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SWDf_rz24aI/AAAAAAAADXo/kd_hk1SXmUg/s72-c/51JB7W04DEL._SL500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3094632608139686016.post-2202399565439953125</id><published>2009-01-01T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T08:58:14.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Florence, Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SV02bpwtswI/AAAAAAAADU8/XxilwS0UWyw/s1600-h/camere_14_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SV02bpwtswI/AAAAAAAADU8/XxilwS0UWyw/s400/camere_14_big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286441386297373442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.touristhouseghiberti.com"&gt;hotel, the Tourist House Ghiberti.&lt;/a&gt; ... near Brunelleschi's dome, a block away from an English paperback exchange store, just blocks away from markets and wonderful eateries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SV05unQmYZI/AAAAAAAADVE/HrwyNUQR1Ls/s1600-h/Cooking_Florence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SV05unQmYZI/AAAAAAAADVE/HrwyNUQR1Ls/s400/Cooking_Florence.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286445010578203026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cooking schools &lt;a href="http://www.welcometuscany.com/en/courses/florence/cooking.php"&gt;Toscana Mia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SV06P-9hRGI/AAAAAAAADVM/hlk8-U6dr6s/s1600-h/4amici2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SV06P-9hRGI/AAAAAAAADVM/hlk8-U6dr6s/s400/4amici2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286445583876310114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the  &lt;a href="http://www.galilei.it/galcook4.html"&gt;Istituto Galilei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3094632608139686016-2202399565439953125?l=masprema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/feeds/2202399565439953125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/florence-italy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2202399565439953125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3094632608139686016/posts/default/2202399565439953125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masprema.blogspot.com/2009/01/florence-italy.html' title='Florence, Italy'/><author><name>Ma's Prema</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SZM-4_IvZZI/AAAAAAAAHBc/snTgA32a5xg/S220/tiny-woman2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FWF8oc5Bp3c/SV02bpwtswI/AAAAAAAADU8/XxilwS0UWyw/s72-c/camere_14_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
