Monthly Archives: April 2013

Coffee in Firenze can be inspirational…

Walking into a typical Italian café for breakfast, which in Italy is usually a café latte and a pastry for me. There is one particular pastry I love in Italy. It’s a donut filled with custard. Yum, really delicious and their coffee, made with an espresso poured into a jug of hot milk, is what dreams are made of. So this particular morning I was in Firenze, by all accounts one of the most beautiful cities on the face of God’s earth. I was kinda sleepy and needed that coffee to wake me up. As I entered the café, a lady was standing outside the door wearing a large coat. The weather was fairly balmy, and I could tell within two hours give or take, it was gonna be sticky hot. She had Kleenex tissues in one hand and socks and underwear in the other, all for sale. She...

French Etiquette: A Very French Tale

There I was driving through the French countryside in my shitty little Renault Clio, I realized that not all foreigners understand how attached the French are to their dining culture and French etiquette. Are you aware that the entire country more or less grinds to a halt between noon and two p.m? And did you know that later in the evening, dinner is served from seven till nine and beyond? This is not up for debate or choice, it is what it is! The French believe that family values are of national importance, le repas du midi, (lunch) is sacrosanct. French families, work colleagues, school chums, whomever, all congregate at noon, whether it is at home, the factory canteen or in a restaurant, and they eat together. They discuss the up’s and down’s of their daily lives. In towns and villages all over France the line outside the boulangerie...