What better way to end a day than under the Tuscan Moon with your wife at your side? Can’t really think of anything right now. The setting was magical–the moon was drifting above the tower of the Palazzo Vecchio in Piazza della Signoria. The great statuary of the Piazza was lit with soft light. The copy of Michelangelo’s David–the real one is in the Accademia just a few streets away–towered above us as we ate our evening meal in an outdoor restaurant in the Piazza. The weather was splendid and hundreds of people were in the Piazza, which is quite expansive, milling around all the great statuary. The Palazzo Vecchio was the city center for centuries. When its mighty bells pealed, it was for only one purpose–to call the citizens to the piazza because the city leaders had something important to convey–oftentimes war was imminent as Florence vied with Siena, Pisa and Genoa for supremacy in the region–a battle that Florence eventually won. Tonight the bells pealed, not for war, but for our enjoyment under the Tuscan moon.
I want a brick oven! Last night brick oven focaccia bread, tonight calzone. The crust was thin and crisp with oven burns on the top. The ham, artichokes and mozzarella blended in wonderful harmony. I am sure it is the intense heat that makes the difference in baking these Italian staples. It is so wonderful! Even more so eaten under the Tuscan Moon. WEG