After much purposeful procrastination I shall begin sharing my plentiful Italy photographs, starting with FOOD!
(FYI, some of these are cheeky iPhone shots and obviously not as great as my Olympus ones)
The Italy party started in the Airport lounge. As it should!
Red wine and mimosas!
ITALIA!
Let’s talk about the food! It was all about the food.
Eating the food. And then eating more of said food.
Rinse, Repeat. You dig?
Our first meal in Rome…
Tomato Bruschetta…
Caco e Pepe…
Great little spot near our flat…mostly cold items, salads and such.
Rocket with white bean, cherry tomato, mozzarella, and tuna.

One of my MANY glasses of white wine…
Caprese salad…
Gelato and I became best friends! OBVIOUSLY.
Wine and cicchetti…
Mountains of sweets…
And a chocolate festival for Valentine’s Day!
Homemade Caprese…
Spoils from the market…
Let there be PASTA!
And grilled vegetables…
At all times you must have your eating face on!
Ristorante La Spada in Florence…
Chicken Liver Pate…
Mushroom Ravioli…
Happiest little carb loading face you ever did see!
VALENTINE’S DAY FEAST!
Antica Trattoria “da Tito” dal 1913…AKA BEST STEAK EVER CONSUMED. EVER.
Swordfish, pomegranate, and grapefruit Carpaccio…
Raw Artichoke and Parmesan Salad…
The biggest Florentine Steak ever. Served Rare.
Chocolate cake of happiness…
WE DIED that night. We were reborn. I found god. God is a steak in Florence.
Did I mention that I used to be mostly vegetarian?
Look at this gorgeous charcuterie platter!
I even ate TRIPE Gnocchi…that is COW STOMACH.
More Wine!
Stuffed Squid, potatoes, and pesto.
Grilled vegetables and fried seafood yummies…FRITO MISTO!
Fluffy Ravioli with magic thyme butter.
Another outstanding charcuterie!
On our last night in Florence we ordered another breath taking Florentine steak.
We died again. Seriously. DIED. DEAD.
In Venice, the seafood is outstanding and plentiful.
You pick it, they cook it…
Birthday Dinner…
Frito Misto…
And Bellinis!
We found ourselves thoroughly exhausted in Murano, so we ate more Frito Misto!!
I think I ate squid, octopus, or cuttlefish at least twice per day in Venice…mmmmmmm.
I managed to crow bar in as many veggies as I could…
I leave you with our most strenuous feast.
(MY most epic act of sheer Miss. Piggy style gluttony really…)
The night of 5 desserts.
We dined at Piccalo Arancio (The Little Orange)
We ate everything in sight.
I grabbed Gelato ON THE WAY TO THE RESTAURANT like a fat girl.
This counts as Dessert #1.
Then ordered a charcuterie platter, fried artichokes and stuffed zucchini blossoms.
Followed by Orange Ravioli…
Swordfish in a Neapolitan sauce…
Dessert #2 Creme Caramel…
Dessert #3 Tiramisu…
I am a fat happy piggy.
OH NO ALL MY SWEETS ARE GONE!
MOOAARR!!!!!!!!
Dessert #4 Panna Cotta with berries…
I’m starting to feel light headed at this point…
So I ordered Dessert #5 Espresso and cookies thus completing my sinful evening of mostly sugar.
No one can ever say that I’m not a dessert person.
Stay tuned for MANY more Italy postings! xxoo








































































