Some dreams take root in our imagination and grow quietly over the years like ivy wrapping itself around the ancient stone walls of Florence. Since 2013, when I began writing about…
Some dreams take root in our imagination and grow quietly over the years like ivy wrapping itself around the ancient stone walls of Florence. Since 2013, when I began writing about…
A palace as a stage. The sea as a language. Florence as a backdrop. There are restaurants one visits out of curiosity. And then there are the others — the ones we…
Another visit to Florence, another instant tear when I catch sight of Brunelleschi’s masterpiece tearing through the skies. With each visit, the city seems to welcome me with tears of admiration. This…
There’s not much more I can say about Il Falconiere, after two memorable stays that Cíntia talked about here and here. So I’ll talk again about the starred restaurant, the reason we…
“For sure a place I’ll miss and to where we’ll return in the future!” Two years ago I finished my article about Il Falconiere with this phrase, and it’s how I’ll start…