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That time I went to Italy and didn’t like the food…

Without hesitation I can say that one of my favorite travel destinations is Italy. In the days leading up I salivate as I plan my first meal of my go-to Italian delights and research regional cuisine that I will most certainly be trying. So, when I was recently in the Veneto region in the town of Vicenza I thought, “Yes! Venetian seafood!” The last time I was in Venice, my dining experiences were just fine. To be fair, I ate in very touristy areas and the better meal I did have was when my friend Kate and I ditched our travel companions. I was very eager for a dining upgrade during this trip, although, I wasn’t going to Venice, I was going to Vicenza a city a little more up in the hills. None the less, I had a pretty solid list of the cuisine I wanted to try.
Vicenza food post.001Very excited, rice & peas? Hello! My family is Jamaican. Polenta e osei? Mouthwatering…. I’m a big game bird fan. Give me a quail, pheasant or Cornish Hen any day! But what I was particularly eager to try was the Baccalá all Vicentina. I love codfish, from Jamaican to Cuban to Italian….

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Two weeks later — casually chatting about my trip during a meeting, someone asked me if I gorged myself on food. There was hesitation, I stuttered and grew nervous. “No… not really.” “Yea, where were you? Vicenza? Not great food over there, it’s like a strange mix of the surrounding areas.”
A sigh of relief! Finally, someone said it. Yes! It was almost blasphemous to be in Italy and hate on the food but ech, an extremely well-traveled friend agreed. Vicenza, WTF?! I flashed back to Min and I with unfinished plates of boiled cod and flavorless cakes of polenta. There were multiple pizza dinners, because frankly, that was the best thing in the region.

gnocchi ai fungi at a restaurant down the street from the hotel. It would have been a pleasant meal were it not for the open window. During the spring, cotton-like pollen blows into the town, almost coating it at times like snow. At around dusk, when this is at it's worst, dining al fresco can be a challenge.

gnocchi ai fungi at a restaurant down the street from the hotel. It would have been a pleasant meal were it not for the open window. During the spring, cotton-like pollen blows into the town, almost coating it at times like snow. At around dusk, when this is at it’s worst, dining al fresco can be a challenge.

So there you have it. I am honestly saying, I had a trip to Italy where the food ranged from just fine to ech. But really? I’m still pretty lucky to be having pizza in this setting.

End of the day dining at Villa della Rosa

End of the day dining at Villa della Rosa

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pizza at Villa della Rosa

pizza at Villa della Rosa

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