Day One in Cremona
Saturday, January 5, 2008
We started the day at the nearest supermarket, just a block or two from our pretty golden apartment building, and stocked up on kitchen supplies for dinner at home tonight. What a welcome change after eating at restaurants for the last 10 days.
We took Salvatore up on his first recommendation (last night)for lunch – La Botte – in the historic center of
It’s the entry room for a large former palazzo. The room is literally a cube with the ceilings as high as the room is long and across – about 30 feet.
They’ve built a four posted gazebo in the center with wine barrels (botte) across the top. There’s a huge fireplace and fish tank and lots of interesting framed posters and photos of
The city’s signature dish is marubini in brodo and their hot chicken broth made me wish I had a cold because I’m sure this broth (brimming with meat-filled tortellini) would make me well if I did. Anne had a very flavorful tortelli di zucca– pasta triangles filled with pumpkin in a butter and cream sauce. Since we’d heard they specialize in seafood we ordered Bronzino in
We walked all over the main square again ending up at Hotel Impero in a gorgeous building on a tiny square called Piazza della Pace.
We checked out a room and will consider it a possibility for Music and Markets Cremona Tour this September.
A civilized afternoon stop for warming up was called for so we snuck into Pasticceria Duomo for coffee and pastries. The inside is furnished like an old pharmacy
with dark wood shelves, paneling, and moulding. They said, though, that it has always been a tea and pastry shop as far back as 1883.
We spent some time learning about
It's often mentioned that you can see where the violin masters got
their ideas for curves and embellishments as you walk through the streets of Cremona, lined with intricately decorated mansions in molded (and sometimes painted) terracotta.
Once again, we walk along the streets gazing upward, snapping photos of sumptuous facades.
I read about a Cremonese violin maker named Andrea Amati who, before Stradivari’s time, refined, evolved, and defined the shape of the violin from what looked something like a little one armed shoe box with strings tied to it. His big break came when Catherine de Medici, mother of
Charles IX, king of
I stayed up late trying to get the Redskins radio broadcast on the internet but didn’t succeed until late in the fourth quarter when it was