Okay, I realize I was a bit over excited when I wrote my last post, but the truth is, I am still on cloud 9 from that experience. It was like watching the Giants win the World Series or seeing Muse live or any other life changing experience.
So we rolled into Modena Tuesday afternoon, checked into our tiny B&B that literally was right above Osteria Francescana and walked into downtown for an adventure. We stumbled upon a French market that transported us back to the open markets in Provance and like a kid in a candy shop bought literally everything. Played cards at a caffe in the piazza and then it was all you can eat Sushi. Sushi in Italy is strangely amazing! The quality of the fish is the same you would get at any of the best joints in San Diego and the price puts it to shame. We ate through 2 rounds of guests next to us like gluttonous Americans do, and had to slow play our walk home in fear of a stomach cramp. Watched Chef’s Table, Massimo’s episode of course, to prep us for our meal the next day and crashed hard.
Morning of, we headed out for a light breakfast of croissants and coffee then walked the public market that has some of the freshest ingredients you’ve ever seen (same market Massimo shops at in the Chefs Table episode). We picked up lunch for the kids, plopped them in-front of the TV like responsible parents, and left them for 4 hours while we stuffed our faces and souls with pure euphoria. There wasn’t a bite that was not perfect or a sip of wine from the pairing that wasn’t on point. The Five Ages of Parmigiano Reggiano is worth 3 Michelin Stars alone. Hallelujah amen!
Of course when we returned to the room the kids wanted to know all about our journey and were delighted to hear we not only met Massimo, but that he had a message for them. We walked down to a small cafe for Italian happy hour with the kids and I’ve got to say that it crushed any High Tea you could ever dream of. More walking and it was dinner in a smaller piazza that was on the back side of their main church. I was 100% full from our massive lunch and then happy hour, but, as soon as the server described their specialty meats and pastas and soups and pizzas we got one of everything and basically exploded on the spot. Brody and I had a little man time and stopped off into the gastro-pub just below our B&B and enjoyed a few pints together while the girls played cards back at the room. I had work to do when we got back but was so dazed from my food coma that I passed out with my laptop literally on my lap. An absolute perfect day.
Morning came quick and unfortunately the end of our mini getaway. We had breakfast at this tiny cafe we’d walked by the night before and fell in love with the staff and food. It reminded us of something out of Gramercy in New York. A quick shop at the market for dinner groceries and then the 2 hours back home. Perfection.
We are now off to the Truffle Festival to meet up with the Camerotas and lunch at Buligame. Peace out.
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