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Posts Tagged ‘sant’ambrogio’
TYPICAL MARKETS in FLORENCE
Mercato Centrale
Via dell’Ariento – S.Lorenzo District
This market is located in a very characteristic district of Florence: San Lorenzo.
The market is very cheap, and you can find here everything you need for your perfect Italian Style dinner: meat, fish, vegetables, fruits and the best tuscan and italian cheeses!
Remember: the market is closed on Sunday!
It definitely worths a visit!
Mercato di Sant’Ambrogio
Piazza Ghiberti
The market is either indoor or outdoor. Outside you can find fresh fruits and vegetables, clothes, flowers, shoes and houseware stands…Inside you can find meat, fish, pasta, general groceries, good cheeses, etc…Inside there is even a bar and a good (and cheap!) restaurant…
A good place for shopping! Remember: it’s open every weekday (except Sunday)
Life Lessons in the Italian Supermarket
I was shopping in the Supermarket yesterday when something strange happened to me.
Perhaps I should preface the story by saying that I come from California- a land of freedom where grocery store ethics are almost nil. That said, I was browsing the fruit section on a Thursday night shopping trip.
I was shopping for myself and thus – trying to pick the best and smallest grape bunch from an assortment of monstrous bunches that I knew would go bad before I got the chance to eat them all. Now speaking as a single person from the land of supermarket freedom – I would say that I was within my bounds and those of common decency. And perhaps I was.
Until, that is, I tried to separate a beautiful portion off one large bunch of grapes. “Scusi!” “Excuse me miss!” The supermarket man said in Italian. “Non puoi fare cosi.” “You can’t do that,” he said “because if you pick off only the good parts, you’ll leave the parts no body wants.” That’s right I thought. Exactly. “The over-ripe ones,” he continued, “you can put in a torte.” Hmmm. I thought to myself. “That’s right mister, of course I should have thought of that.” A torte.
“Have you seen my kitchen?” I shouted in my head. “My oven is broken and my kitchen is always invaded by poor students driven from their even more pitiful kitchens to cook in mine. Plus my grandmother never taught me how to bake, she was nasty and she had arthritis. I can’t make a torte.” But on the outside, I coyly smiled and accepted his reprimand. Because really, I see his point. » Read more…