Truffles and Laundry

Posted on March 30, 2025 by Briana Branham

Everyone was tired by our last full day in Bologna, and knowing that we were heading into a whirlwind Venice trip, we decided to take an easy day. The kids rested at the apartment (i.e. spent time on their screens) and I convinced Jake to join me on a laundromat adventure. We found a café close enough that we could periodically check on our laundry and settled in with an espresso and our books. We’re reading the same book incidentally, so we occasionally chatted about the plot, but mostly appreciated the quiet break.

When we were in Bologna in 2018 we stumbled upon an incredible restaurant. It was one of the better meals I’ve ever eaten. I didn’t think I liked truffles, but being a little tired of tomato sauce and cheese flavors I took a chance on a truffle spaghetti dish. It was so memorable that I wanted to find that restaurant again 6 and a half years later. While we were sitting at the café waiting for our laundry I realized this was our last day and therefore our last chance to dine at this restaurant. The quest was on! I found the photos I took back in 2018 and found one that I was pretty sure was from the restaurant. Google photo stores the location metadata for photos so I was able to cross reference the location and find a restaurant there. Comparing the menu and photos of the inside to my picture, I had found it: Da Cesari! As soon as our laundry was done we rounded up the kids and headed out to try to eat lunch there. I figured that dinner on a Friday night would be busy so lunch would probably be our best option. Upon arrival we were told they were fully booked. I asked if we could make a reservations for dinner and again was told they were fully booked that day. I must have looked devastated because the owner came over and said they would fit us in right when they opened for dinner at 7:30pm. I once again had the truffle dish and once again it was incredible.

Aperol spritz and board games before dinner

Tiramisu and Tortelloni: Cooking in Bologna

Posted on March 28, 2025March 30, 2025 by Briana Branham

One of the activities I was most looking forward to this trip was a private cooking class in a local chef’s home. It did not disappoint! We took the bus a few miles outside of the center of town to a neighborhood of spacious and elegant historic apartments. We were welcomed into Roberta Guercini’s home and led to her incredibly well equipped but rustic kitchen. The dining table was set with homemade appetizers to nibble after we got started cooking.

Before leaving for Italy Jake and I had read an article in Milk Street about authentic tiramisu. Treviso, claimed to be the birthplace of tiramisu is just a 45 minute train ride from Venice – so close that we considered taking a few hours to venture there and taste it. We ultimately decided against it since we only have 24 hours in Venice, but were both intrigued by Milk Street’s description of the authentic recipe and how it differs from the American version. Instead of a custard, authentic tiramisu is made from raw eggs, separated and the white beaten, only a little sugar, and mascarpone cheese. It’s chilled in individual servings on top of a ladyfinger broken and dipped briefly in chilled brewed coffee. We started our cooking class by prepping the tiramisu so it could chill while we made the main course. I was so excited when I discovered that the preparation followed the recipe we’d read about to a tee. No need to venture outside of Venice!

After setting the tiramisu to chill, we got started with the fresh pasta dough. Nothing was measured by volume in the class – everything was weighed in grams. 100 grams of flour to 70 grams of egg (ideally the weight of 1 egg). We used a fork to slowly incorporate the flour into the egg and then moved to hand kneading and stretching. After working the dough for 15+ minutes we wrapped our dough balls in plastic to rest for 30 minutes. Time for the aperitif!

The table was elegantly set with cold Lambrusco wine, a mortadella mousse, savory panna cotta with caramelized onions, homemade tomato relish, and a little sandwich with bacon and rosemary. The kids impressively tried everything and we all agreed that the mortadella mousse was the best thing. It was served on little crostini with a drizzle of sweet balsamic vinegar.

Incorporating the flour into the eggs for pasta dough

We learned that tortellini is different than tortelloni. Tortellini is the small pasta shape you’re familiar with, but the filling is tradionally a mixture of several meats (including mortadella) and parmesan. The filling is somewhat dense but very flavorful. Tortelloni is the same shape, but larger and is traditionally filled with a lighter filling like spinach and cheese or pumpkin. For our class we were making spinach and cheese tortelloni. First we made our filling: spinach, ricotta and parmesan with a bit of nutmeg. After letting the dough rest for 30 minutes we began the rolling, cutting, filling and shaping process. The kids were absolute pros. None of our tortelloni opened up in the water and they were absolutely delicious. Roberta made a simple butter and sage sauce while the torelloni were cooking and then it was time to eat! Throughout dinner the kids joked about how they were going to build a giant hamster type water bottle with a spout. But instead of water it would dispense these tortelloni. They were fans.

Rolling until you could count your fingers through the dough held up to the light

Sanctuary of San Luca and the porticos of Bologna

Posted on March 27, 2025March 27, 2025 by Briana Branham

A few miles outside of Bologna at the top of a hill sits the Sanctuary of San Luca, a Basilica offering incredible views of Bologna and the surrounding landscape. Beginning in 1433 the faithful have participated in a religious pilgrimage up the long hill to the Sanctuary. The Portico di San Luca is a covered walkway consisting of 666 arches built between 1674 and 1793 that lead from the city of Bologna all the way up to the Sanctuary. At 3.8 kilometers long it’s the longest continuous portico in the world, and together with the numerous other porticos in Bologna, are a UNESCO world heritage site.

After waking up well rested today, we decided to check out the Sanctuary. The climb up the hill is strenuous, and we didn’t want to burn out, so we took the San Luca Express, a tourist train/bus that makes the climb while giving an audio tour of the history of the area. We bought our tickets and had a few minutes to spare, so we stopped in a café for a quick Italian breakfast of espresso and croissants (and an orange…).

The breakfast orange saga, as told by Penelope: Phineas saw some oranges and asked for one. The employee was trying to explain that they were for fresh squeezed juice, and was asking Phineas if he wanted some orange juice but Phineas didn’t understand and kept asking for the orange. After several back and forths, the man just gave up and just handed Phineas the orange. While we waited for our espressos, Phineas hunched over the trashcan peeling his orange. I looked over and asked if he wanted help because his orange was peeled too deep and was covered in slippery juice. He said no but one minute later he had no orange and sheepishly explained that he accidently dropped it in the trach can. Since there was only an empty bottle or 2 in the trashcan, we told him that if he just washed if off in the bathroom it would be fine . Apparently he really wanted that orange so he got down on his knees and dug through the trash can until he retrieved it. As he was in the bathroom cleaning his orange the rest of us were joking that it couldn’t possibly get funnier. Buuutttt when he came out of the bathroom with his head down and NO orange we were confused until he said he was on take two of peeling the orange when he dropped it in the trash can AGAIN and gave up. WE LAUGHED LIKE CRAZY PEOPLE FOR 10 MINUTES STRAIGHT.

Heading into the bathroom with his orange

After breakfast we were off to the San Luca Express. I’ve been calling it a train/bus for lack of a better name. It’s basically an adult sized version of those little kid trains that tour around outdoor shopping malls. So it drives on the road like a bus instead of on a track like a train. And the sides are open for better views on the 30 minute ride. The Sanctuary was nice, but the views from the top of the hill were absolutely incredible. We paid for access to the very top of the Sanctuary and it was well worth the climb up the long circular stone staircase. Heading down the hill is way less work than climbing up the hill, so we decided to forgo the train/bus down and walk the 2+ miles of porticos. Near the end we passed through a more residential area of Bologna and stopped for a light lunch before our cooking class later in the evening.

On the train/bus. See another one across the square

The beginning of our adventure: exploring Bologna

Posted on March 27, 2025March 27, 2025 by Briana Branham

We decided to book a walking tour of the historical center of Bologna to get our bearings and learn some history. It was maybe the worst tour I’ve ever been on, to the point of hilarity, but we did get to spend a couple of hours in the sunshine walking around the gastronomy capital of Italy. One of the selling points of the tour was the famous Basilica of San Petronio; unfortunately the tour guide didn’t get us there until it was closing for lunch. Perhaps we will go on our own tomorrow! About 2/3 of the way through the tour we passed by our apartment and Phineas escaped, taking the headset and audio thing with him. We had to sheepishly return it later in the the afternoon. We weren’t alone in our shock at how bad the tour was. 11 minutes after the tour was scheduled to end, the guide was still touring us around with no sign of stopping. Luckily one brave attendee saved us by saying she had to get somewhere; everyone else eagerly took that opportunity and ripped their headsets off to also end the tour as quickly as possible before she could resume. As soon as the guide walked away the several of the other attendees starting the debrief of how bizarrely terrible the tour was. We didn’t end up joining, but one of the families offered for all of us to meet at the Bascilica later that afternoon to try to tour on our own.

Phineas had a shockingly hard time figuring out how to wear his earphone

Old buildings have a lot of Minecraft features. Torch holder and horse tie.

After the tour we were hungry and found a sandwich shop for lunch. It was incredible. Mortadella is one of the specialties of Bologna, also know as “fat city”. It’s essentially baloney, but much better somehow. I had a mortadella sandwich on freshly made bread with an artichoke spread. Jake had a sandwich of ham with a tomato and onion chutney. Penelope had fresh bread with Nutella (anyone surprised?), and Phineas had a side of meatballs in red sauce with bread. Perfect. We did learn one cool fact about tortellini on the walking tour: Bologna specializes in little tortellini made with mortadella, other meat, and parmesan. According to our guide, the inspiration for tortellini was the navel of a beautiful woman. There was also something about looking through a keyhole that we didn’t fully understand. The kids found the legend a little weird and creepy, especially when the guide was pointing at Penelope’s belly button as she told it.

Penelope has been wanting to shop, so after dropping Phineas back at the apartment we wandered out. The biggest shopping score was a pair of new glasses for Penelope. We found a shop that made them in 20 minutes! With Penelope’s sight restored and full bellies after an amazing dinner we all went to bed and slept a solid 8-10 hours. Finally well rested and fully acclimated, we are ready for the next adventure in Bologna

Dad needed a break while the ladies were shopping

Italy: the first 24 hours

Posted on March 26, 2025 by Briana Branham

It takes a long time to travel from Charlottesville, VA to Bologna, Italy. And between the extended travel time and the 5 hour time difference, it results in some very weary travelers. We flew out of Charlottesville around 3pm on Monday, left IAD at 6:45pm and landed in Rome at 9am Italy time (4am home time). Then, 2 trains later, we arrived at our apartment around 3pm Tuesday. But we’re in ITALY!

The kids handled the travel and lack of sleep exceptionally well, despite several mishaps. After our second train (Rome Termini to Bologna) we realized that Penelope’s glasses were missing. We spent an hour at the train station trying to report the glasses in case they were found on the train. Hot tip: don’t throw away your paper ticket because it contains the secret code you need to do/report anything involving that train trip. Sadly we have not recovered the glasses, but are keeping our fingers crossed they are found before we leave Bologna.

When we finally made it to our apartment, everyone needed a rest. Phineas was quick to get on Wifi and get his computer set up. Penelope was eager to check her text messages from friends. I spent a few minutes reading my book, and Jake promptly feel asleep on the couch. Around 5pm I realized that if we didn’t go get dinner everyone was going to pass out and wake up in the middle of the night hungry. So we rallied and went to a cute trattoria next door to our building. Despite it not being a particularly notable restaurant, Phineas remarked that it was the best lasagna he’d ever had. Penelope discovered a newfound love of pumpkin tortellini.

I’d like to say that we all slept well that first night after basically 24 hours of no sleep. Alas, both kids woke up continuously throughout the night. The first time Phineas woke up, after falling asleep at 8pm, it was only 9:30pm. He was convinced it was 9:30am despite it being dark outside. I had to show him my phone clock to prove that it wasn’t time to get up yet. Fingers and toes crossed that everyone gets a full night sleep our second night in Italy.