The Coffee Culture: Un Caffè August 7, 2011Posted by savannahcookson in Travel Log.
Tags: Espresso, Gorizia, Italy
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Next to the hotel that so kindly housed us was a tiny caffè (that’s café for us Americanos) where I ended up getting my daily caffeine more often than not. It was a cute little place and I am now sad that I didn’t end up taking a picture of it. Imagine a 50s diner, then replace the kitchen with a coffee bar and pastry cabinet. Sort of Starbucks meets Grease. This is the world I got to enter in order to receive the nectar of the gods.
While neither surprised nor dismayed, I was amused at the fact that what we refer to as a “caffè” in America is in fact not a coffee–it is a shot of espresso. I ran into a multitude of these odd inversions between languages, including an interesting finding about pizza, which I will share later. I found it particularly ironic that for many years I have been counseled at café after café here in America that they do a “traditional” macchiato, which is apparently a shot of espresso topped with foam; however, all the caffès I saw in Italy were pretty convinced that a “traditional” Italian macchiato is in fact what we consider an artsy new-age macchiato–a shot of espresso “marked” with a small amount of milk, possibly with foam to note the difference.
The woman who I assume owns the caffè is a lovely lady. By the time the final week had rolled around, she knew me and my drink before I had time to say, “Ciao”. She was always very sweet and understanding of my bumbling American ways. If I go back, I will learn Italian and go to Gorizia just to thank her for being a wonderful person.
If you want to hear about the coffee itself, check out Sideways Sweets. There should be a GTTrips-only post coming soon to show you a little more of Gorizia, so check back!
The First Supper: Dinners in Gorizia July 27, 2011Posted by savannahcookson in Travel Log.
Tags: Dinner, Gorizia, Italy
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Dinners in Gorizia are provided by the lovely Grand Hotel Entourage, which is our place of residence for the duration of our stay. They take dinner very seriously in Italy, and even our study abroad group was pampered with a traditional four-course meal every night (except Fridays and Saturdays).
The first course, typically called the antipasti, is essentially an appetizer. We were usually given bread and veggies, though sometimes the kitchen went out on a limb and made french fries, possibly to cater to us American folk. Tonight was carrots, peas, and something along the lines of cabbage or onion… we weren’t sure which.
Most of us passed on the… whatever it was. But the peas and carrots were good! Next was the primo pasti, which is typically a pasta dish that comes before the main protein. Tonight, as with most nights, we had a stuffed pasta. In fact, I don’t think I had any pasta dish that was not stuffed, except a select few gnocchi prospects. Common stuffings were cheeses, prosciutto, and mushrooms; tonight was of the second variety.
As you can probably gather, the lighting in the dining room was less than stellar for photography, and the flash is a new technology for me.
The tortellini was a solid pasta dish that became a pretty common staple during our dinners. I liked the cream sauce, and the filling was not so salty that it took over. It’s too bad that the only stuffed tortellinis you can get in America are the crazy-expensive designer kind on the special refrigerated shelves or the homemade kind that take 3 hours to make, or I would eat buckets of it.
If you want to check out the main course (hint: it’s pork) and dessert, head over to Sideways Sweets to catch the rest! Soon, you will be able to see pictures of my adventures beyond the culinary, so stay tuned.
Tags: Cherries, Gorizia, Italy, marzipan, nutella, sfogliatina
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Hey all! This is a short entry with plenty of pictures. For more from this adventure, check out Sideways Sweets.
My first look at Gorizian culture continued that day, leading us to a square near where I would discover to be the University. The festival opened up into an open-air market with summer clothes, bakeware, knick-knacks, and our favorite–Italian sweets.
I am not sure where this guy came out of the woodwork because I haven’t seen a shop around town like this since, but he was here that day with a fantastic array of classic Italian pastries and sweets. Here is a look:
I ended up having a marzipan cherry and the sfogliatina nutella.
Cherries: Fresh Produce and Culture Festivals July 19, 2011Posted by savannahcookson in Travel Log.
Tags: Cherries, Gorizia, Italy
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If there are two things Gorizians do incredibly well, they are produce and festivals. And I got a taste of both.
The same day I got my tasty pizza, we visited the local culture festival. Gorizia has an interesting culture. Because it is a border town, it is not strictly italian; rather, it is a conglomeration of Italian, Slovenian, and even Austrian and German to some extent. In fact, it’s only a 15-minute walk to the Slovenian border (which, by the way, was recently opened).
All these different roots give the Gorizians a unique culture to celebrate. And in this sleepy little town, “celebrate” means pull out all of your old stuff and sell it. I got a hardback copy of the Divine Comedy–original language with footnotes. I’ve been looking for one for ages. Go figure I find it for 20 euro in its birth country. You could also find old World War II maps and objects, traditional glassware, and lots of different homemade fineries.
While we wandered, we managed to get embroiled in a conversation with one of the locals. It was an interesting mix of Italian, Spanish, and English, putting together sentences with the shared vocabulary we could muster. At the end of it, he was so thrilled that we would talk to him that he gave each of us a booklet of Gorizia photos and a bowl full of cherries. Gorizian local cherries, mind you. I have posted a fine little gallery at Sideways Sweets for you to check out these beautiful fruits! Keep in mind that this is just my first day of travels–there is much more to see!
Tags: Cheese, Gorizia, Italy, Pizza, Sideways Sweets
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Man, I am so behind on this stuff! I can’t believe I have been here for two weeks and managed to post once. It probably has something to do with my choppy internet. Moving on though, I had my first pizza in Italy on my first full day.
We got pizza while we were wandering the city and getting ourselves repeatedly lost and unlost. The streets here don’t actually run parallel/perpendicular but branch at odd angles, so you think you are walking in one direction but you really end up further or the same distance from where you want to go. Finding our way back was particularly interesting. We happened upon this pizza place at a moment when the hunger was overtaking our tummies, and we caved to the pressure.
This was our first experience with total lack of communication. The servers didn’t speak any English except for one younger server with broken understanding. It’s truly mindblowing the first time you realize that other languages aren’t just things you learn in school because it’s cool; these people think and communicate in this language. They don’t just associate an Italian word with an English correlate, the Italian word IS the correlate.
It’s equally impressive how much of a grasp a lot of people have on English despite the fact that they don’t speak it at all. If an Italian person came to America, for the most part no one they encountered would attempt to communicate in Italian, let alone truly know how to do so. I actually feel bad that I have come to a foreign country without at least a firm grasp on the basis of the native tongue, because I know that I am getting huge concessions that a lot of people wouldn’t have in other places.
Check out Sideways Sweets for more of my thoughts on this delicious pie. Look forward to the next tasty something soon!
When in Rome! June 9, 2010Posted by Emi Leonard in Travel Log.
Tags: Gorizia, Italy, Pope, Rome, Venice
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My weekend was incredible! Most of our group traveled to Venice Friday morning to receive a tour from a true Venetian, our very own Professor Dalle Vacche. It’s absolutely beautiful there. All the boats glide down the canals lined by many homes, each one unique. I felt as if it was all surreal, too perfect to actually be a city in which people lived. The train station was even decorated with mosaics, as if to prepare you for the cultural immersion ahead. Professor Dalle Vacche led us to the Jewish ghetto, which is relevant to our Holocaust in film class, and we had lunch there. Besides the closely packed buildings that were much taller than those outside the ghetto, I thought it was hard to distinguish the two spaces. It is now a very bright and happy place, with the classic clotheslines blowing in the afternoon breeze and flowers on every windowsill. An accordion player serenaded us as we ate delicious pizza and a painter stood in front of his latest work of art. However, I’m sure this is a stark contrast to the space during the World War II era. After lunch, we walked around the city and tried to soak in as much as possible. My favorite spot was a huge bridge that crossed the largest canal right in front of the train station (Venizia St. Lucia). I could have stayed up there for hours just people-watching and relaxing in the sun. Lexie and I also found a Murano glass store that sells gorgeous jewelry, but we didn’t have time to fully explore it so we made a mental note to return there later.
Welcome to Gorizia! June 2, 2010Posted by Emi Leonard in Travel Log.
Tags: Gelato, Gorizia, Italy
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Since arriving in Gorizia, Italy, there’s been lots of exploring the town, eating delicious foods, and drinking wonderful wines! I suppose some class has been thrown in there as well, but it seems wrong to consider this school when I’m having so much fun! I’ve been trying to learn some Italian, despite the fact that many of the locals know English. The people here are all very friendly and helpful, which makes things much easier. We’ve mostly been walking all over the town (except for when it’s raining) trying to get a feel for where everything is. We discovered a bunch of gelato and pastry shops pretty quickly; as our new friend Cesare (a local we met on the train) said, “The food here is wonderful! You will gain twenty-five pounds!”
Today was an Italian holiday, so we didn’t have class and got to sleep in late. After lunch, several of us walked up to the castle to take pictures. The view from the top is gorgeous! I tried to be artistic in some of my shots, but I couldn’t help being a tourist at times. After spending a while up there, we came back down to the city and roamed around the flea market that was set up. I’m not sure if the market is a weekly occurrence or if it was specific to the holiday, but it was definitely interesting. There seemed to be everything imaginable there, from watches and jewelry to paintings and dishes, to baskets and an armless statue of Jesus on a bench (random, right?). (more…)