It’s been a while but I’m back!

by Britt

After two (beautiful/amazing/breathtaking – take your pick) weeks in Italy, the surreality of being back is finally starting to wear off. But enough of that. Let me start of by telling you about the Verrazano Winery.

Nestled in the sepia-green and coppery hills of Tuscany, about a 40 minute ride outside of Firenze, the Verrazano Winery’s namesake is the same as that of our New York bridge connecting Brooklyn to Staten Island – Giovanni de Verrazano (an Italian explorer who was the first European to explore the Narraganset and New York bays, and who met his unfortunate end as the dinner of some hostile locals in the Caribbean on his – obviously – final voyage). Parts of the grounds are ancient; the foundation of one turret visible from the courtyard dates from 700 AD, back when the Florence region was its own country. Most of the rest of the stonework dates from the Middle Ages.

But oh, the food!

We were ushered into a cavernous hall that was homey despite the size – stone arches, white domed interior, and long wooden family-style tables stacked high with dishes of pasta and wild boar sausages and chops. We had four types of wine (three reds and a white) and grappa (not my favorite, like sharp fruity gasoline); the white was perfect, dry and bright, and paired well with the wild boar ragu and farfalle. All the food was prepared by the mothers and grandmothers of the vineyard workers that live on the premises, from local ingredients and boars that roam the local hills. Needless to say, I slept the whole car-ride back, but luckily I have plenty of pictures from my way there!