Cenci: food of the Carnivale gods

I'm not sure why I have never had cenci before coming to Italy but I now know that I can no longer live without it. Cenci is hands down, the greatest thing this world has yet to offer me. and thats including Scott Speedman and sample sales. It is simply fried dough doused in powdered sugar. So simple and yet so overlooked in the states, it basically proves my long-standing belief that the best things in life usually require the least amount of effort. At least when it comes to delicious, sugary snacks.
After discovering cenci at a local pasticceria on my walk to class, I have scoured Florence (and most recently, Bologna) for more and have yet to be disappointed. An entire bag's worth is not enough to curb my craving and I fear leaving this country with the disappointment of never finding it in New York. A day is not complete without it and I curse the fact that I won't be in Italy to enjoy it on it's week of celebration, Carnivale, which as I understand it, was created so people could eat cenci.

Un viaggo alla grassa

Oggi sono andato a Bologna con il miei Talia, Joan e Miranda degli amici. Abbiamo guidato il treno dalla novella della Santa Maria a Bologna Centrale ed era un'ora di lunghezza. Bologna è famoso per il suo cibo.Abbiamo camminato intorno al mercato esterno ed abbiamo avuti pranzo a un ristorante locale. Abbiamo camminato al Maggiore della Piazza ed abbiamo veduto la Fontana di Nettuno. Era molto bello. Abbiamo voluto mangiare il dessert ed erano felice di trovare molti pastticerrie. Abbiamo mangiato molto cenci e ci siamo sent maleire. È più freddo a Bologna che Firenze così noi ha andato presto.

Il mio favorito

So i realize that i am seriously slacking in the "Hipster Guide" department but it's only because I have been too busy scouring the city in hopes of finding places worthy of mention. Thanks to my relentless need to find a coffee shop in which to sit for hours, I have come up with places that I have become my home away from home (and by home I mean Cafe Pick Me Up)
(my computer sucks so no pictures for now)
First up is Caffellatte:
Located on Via Degli Alfani, 39/r , this latteria is adorably cosy with an authentic Italian feel mostly because the owner is perpetually situated behind the counter pushing food and dessert on you. in italian. Reminds me of my own family's need to feed me at every minute of the day. Although I didn't mind since the torte di mele con crema paired with a caffe latte the size of my face were quite possibly, the most delicious I have yet to have. ever.

Next up is Pitti Vintage:
Located on Sdrucciolo dei Pitti 19/r, this vintage boutique specializes in one-of-a-kind pieces
from European designers. After several failed attempts to catch this store during its opening hours (which like everything in Florence, is based on the owner's mood) I got a chance to look around and realize that I couldn't afford anything. Still worth a look even if you can't spend 85 euro on a vintage Celine belt.

http://www.pittivintage.com/



Last up is Slowly Bar:
Located on Via Porta Rossa 63, this laid-back bar features a cool interior (although the art is borderline pornographic) and an endless supply of potato chips. That paired with delicious cocktails and a waiter that looks identical to Onch from Paris Hilton's "My New BFF" makes it a winner in my book.

Il mio viaggio al Mercato Centrale

Sono andato al mercato concentrato in San Lorenzo in cui ho veduto molti generi di alimenti locali. È il più famoso di tutti i mercati a Firenze. Ci erano molti fornitori che hanno venduto le frutta e le verdure. Il mio favorito ha venduto la frutta secca. Ho comprato il kiwi secco, le fragole secche e gli aranci secchi. Ho provato un proscuitto e formaggio ad un altro fornitore ma non ho comprato. Mangierei qualche cosa ma non tutte le carni che ho veduto. Il mio classe ha avuto un pranzo bello al centrale di mercato. Era una buona chiamata.

hipster guide

so i decided to do as hipsters do (be unoriginal, basically) and come up with a "hipster's guide to florence" so that all those that have searched for such guides (in vain, i must add) will no longer have to wander the  streets in their alexander wang and prescription-less glasses without knowing where they can get a smiths album. i should add that i have yet to find such a place myself. which is why i am going to attempt to create a guide that appeals to me and therefore hipsters worldwide. so far i just have a lot of restaurants and places to sit with a journal. not nearly enough so hold on to your beanies and hopefully i'll have more to add after this weekend. ciao!

Mia compagna

Il mia nome del compagno di stanza e Nicole. E da New York. Ha capelli marroni, corti e diritti. E alta e snella. Lei occhi e rotonda e marrone. E molto socievole e chiacchirone. Ama Firenze e andando a Roma.

Primo giorno a Firenze

Dopo svegliando mi sono diretto all'esterno per dirigermi nella citta. La camminata era bella e ho arrive al Porto San Frediano di realizzare soltanto che avevo dimenticato il mio programma. Grande problemo. Ho trovato il pitti dalle carte che ho ottenuto dai differenti ristoranti mentre ho camminato.  Ho camminato al duomo ed allora a Santa Croce ho ottenuto infine appena un programma. Ho veduto il mia amica Kelly e Miranda per le bevande a hemingway, un posto famose per cioccolato caldo. Un primo giorno perfetto.