Hard to believe but a year ago this date, Mary and I arrived in Florence. Florence had not only the greatest collection of art, but I think we had some of our best food there - of course to mention the now-famous strawberry sundae which is so ingrained in our memories we'll have to go back for another. Mary found a recipe that suggests that the strawberries may be spiked with a tiny bit of Balsamic Vinegar as well as sugar, and we think that may have been the secret to the incredible intensity of flavor that we enjoyed in Florence. I tried the recipe, but think I over
did the vinegar, lacking the delicate touch of the Florentines. The strawberries were spooned over a bowl of vanilla Gelato -and from there history was made.Mary's special memories were the Cezanne exhibit there, as well as - of course - the Ferragamo museum. We saw only a small portion of the Pitti Palace, and the grotto was off-tour the day we were there. So much filled our days it is hard to believe how much more there was to see.
Such an adventure. So very unlike us - or maybe so very much like us that it is hard to see. And I am reminded that to take it in, I have to keep looking up. The floor only supports the sky.
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Hmmmm, well I decided after seeing the Cezanne exhibit, that I really didn't like Cezanne all that much - HOWEVER - It was one of my favorite memories because I saw, was it only one, or two Mary Cassat's!!!!!
They were everything I imagined they would be and now I love her work even more!
As for the "adventure" being unlike us.......my darling, we did in truth invent the word -- just as the little cafe down the street from our hotel invented the "strawberry sundae" --- the absolute best there ever was and never to be replicated again!
Just like our Florentine adventure.
We may go there again, may stop and nosh on that incredible sundae, but like with all virginal experiences, you can only have that special moment once.
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