It’s surprising sometimes how people can affect your decision making. From an email titled “maybe we should go here..” we found ourselves, a few weeks later, on the way to Bologna – a large city within the Emilia Romagna region.
Bologna, famous for its “ragu allu Bolognese”, had a character unlike anything back in London. On exploring the old town, the “aperitivo” culture – unlimited small plates and beverages from ten euros – religiously adopted. Locals could be seen dominating the wine bars from six onwards – although a few could be seen to redefine the meaning of pre-lash! Oh, how we wish London was this laid back!
No trip would be complete without physical pain and so prompted by the taunting “Dos Torres” we ascended the 498 steps that spiralled the historic tower. After plenty of anti-social behaviour from Sharon and threats to overthrow innocent human beings, we arrived to panoramic views of the city. Absolutely worth it!
Walking through Bologna’s “Via Pescherie Vecchie” (Old Fish Street) revealed the city’s real enthusiasm for fresh food and quality ingredients. Furthermore to the fresh fish on display, charcuteries and cheese counters showed off their largest produce, dried porcini mushrooms amassed and graded into their different categories and home-made pesto from varieties of ingredients widely sold. For meat and cheese lovers, it was a bonanza.
We didn’t forget to indulge in one of the culinary hotspots of Italy ourselves, of course and finished a long day at Trattoria Oberdan. Served fresh to our table, we feasted on the home-made pasta – chewy and full of flavour – until our stomachs bulged.
We retreated to our hotel, where just before collapsing from fatigue, we stepped into the balcony, soaked in the stars and held our breathes ..for a little longer than what we’re used to.
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