Thursday, May 22, 2008

The Best Tasting Coffee in the World...(or maybe just the most expensive!)

Well, unfortunately, the Pasta Making Course that Emma and I literally dashed off to (well, the intention was to dash, I don't tend to dash too well!) didn't eventuate at all! We rocked up to the appointed location and met Johan, Anja and Lexia (another class-mate who is from Australia too) and no one was there! After standing around for about 20 minutes we decided to go and get some coffee.

Now, when I originally pictured my Florentine experience I did indeed imagine lazy afternoons passed with coffee in trendy back-street cafès. Johan and Anja mentioned they'd wanted to go to the Roberto Cavalli Cafe which we'd passed before (see last post for bottle of wine in display window) and so off we trundled to this tucked away little coffee shop. When we arrived and sat down outside, an impeccably groomed waiter came along and took our order without writing anything down. The coffee was nice, the orange juice freshly squeezed, and the bill totalled €33. I've included photographic evidence. Basically, Emma paid $9AUD for her coffee, and the orange juices were about $12AUD each. It's all about the experience though! (Well that's what I've been telling myself!)

Emma, Johan, Lexia and I along with evidence of daylight robbery!

After this super fantastic coffee, most of us decided to go for a long walk to a lookout to the south of Florence. I'd heard from Emma that the view was magnificent and indeed it was. The photos that I took don't really capture the full panoramic views that we got, but you get the idea!


A view of the Duomo (super famous building) & me with the Florentine hills.

Tonight, Lexia is coming over to the apartment so she can show us some Tuscan cooking! She spent last week in the country at a cooking course which sounds fantastic! Something Emma and I would love to do next time we're in this neck of the woods!
Also, finally, here are a couple of photos I took in class!

The class with our two teachers: Daniele and Leonardo.

A particularly funny moment which I forgot to mention in the last post was in class last week. We were going around the table with one student asking a question in Italian and then another answering it. When it came to Emma and I, Emma proceeded to ask me what I THOUGHT was "Does your Uncle learn a musical instrument?" using the verb "vendire" which I interpreted as "learn".

In a moment of lingual euphoria I proceeded to triumphantly inform the class, using the same verb, (vendire), that no, my uncle did not learn a musical instrument, but infact I learnt the cello! The teacher, Daniele, was amazed at this, as was the rest of the class. Emma however was staring at me in abject horror. So consumed with satisfaction was I that this, however, did not register. So I proceeded to bask in admiration as class mates were suitably impressed. May I note here that Emma made NO effort whatsoever to stop me at ANY point while I was INFACT informing the entire class that while my Uncle didn't SELL musical instruments, I SOLD cellos! The class was actually wondering how I managed to sell cellos while also working at the bank!

Hence.. it's not really as easy as ABC. Unfortunately.

1 comment:

Juliet said...

Selling cellos sounds much more exciting than a guy who works in a bank and takes photographs of his coffee bill! Please! I´m sure you didn´t look stingy at all!

Not sure I would love a guy who sells cellos as much as I love you though! Baci e abbracci xox