We woke a bit early so we could be ready for our 10 am “Cesarine” cooking class. “Cesarine” was the term used for the servant who directed the cooking and domestic affairs of the household, and is the name of a cooperative of homecooks who offer classes on local cooking to visitors. Each is certified and a central organizing team handles the scheduling and matching of clients to chef.
Our cesarine, Martina, lived just 10 minutes walk from our hotel, and it was just Paulie and me as students. Our class was tiramisu and tortelloni making, starting by making pasta from scratch. We then ate what we made and the real fun began: swapping stories over wine and learning more about the country, her upbringing and the situations of the different regions of Italy, etc. Wonderful experiencs We are hoping she will look us up on a future trip to NJ that she and a friend will be making.
After freshening up at the hotel, we grabbed a taxi into the town center and explored the Quadrilatero, full of little shops selling cheese, charcuterie, fresh fish, vegetables, etc, along with lots of cafes, bars and pizzerias. We admired a landmark, the two towers (“Due Torri”), and then wanted to find a taxi back but ultimately got close enough to the hotel that we walked the rest of the way.
While we were tempted to try a new restaurant for dinner, we decided to not mess with success and just did a repeat vsit to Trattoria Bolognese. And finished up the evening with a “spritz royal” (Campari and prosecco) that sent us to bed and sweet dreams.
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