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bologna
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> about the swifts
   When planning our trip, we constantly joked about how we were going to eat baloney in Bologna; well, it sounds almost the same in name. However, once we started our research, we discovered that baloney would be the last thing sold in Bologna.
     Known as “La Grassa” or “the fat”, Bologna’s social life revolves around eating and drinking—the main criteria of our gastronomic tour. Also considered a rival to Venice for the title of “best looking city” due to its medieval buildings, red brick and expansive central square; we got more than we bargained for when we stopped in Bologna.
     Still on a high from recovering our cameras and sufficiently filled from our decadent dinner in Marnello the night before, it seemed that any ol’ restaurant would be fine just as long as we could sample the famed tortellini, tagliatelle, lasagna and bolognese sauce. However, I was determined to find the essence of Venice’s architectural rival and forced everyone to blindly wander the narrow roads (we were without map) until we arrived at the center of Bologna. We were close when we stumbled upon Café du Midi, our next experience on the gastronomic tour. It was worth the stop.
    Once again we found ourselves filling up on parmesan reggiano drizzled with balsamic vinegar (one taste and we swear it will become your staple appetizer), prosciutto, pizza, tagliatelle with bolognese sauce (double whammy) and lasagna. Of course what would an afternoon lunch be without wine? This time we finished off with a dish of tiramisu. It was gone in less than a minute.
2002-2003
> a gastronomic tour
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cinque terre
>
via dell'amore
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marnello
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spilamberto
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lasagna in florence
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montalcino
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siena
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san gimignano
> our departing words
> a canadian adventure
> roaming asia
> living in europe
> other events
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> italy
> home
   When we practically rolled out of the restaurant a few hours later, it was agreed that we would continue our search for the center of the city before leaving, not to mention we were in desperate need for an after-lunch walk to get the digestive system moving. It only took us three streets to hit the center, but when we arrived we found ourselves in the heart of Bologna’s Carnevale celebration. Confetti, floats, costumed angels and devils and music blaring over the ancient piazza speakers; it was the perfect compliment to the towering, gothic buildings. It was also provided perfect timing to duck into the church of San Petronio crowd-free. It was in this building where we actually considered Bologna a serious rival to Venice, although we still agreed that Bologna’s land-locked streets made it a distance second.
carnevale in bologna