Fuilore and a Fish Dinner

Elizabeth, Plamena and I took the 7 bus up to Fuilore, 6 km out of town, to where the Medici family had their villas since it was cooler on top of the hill and cooler than in the valley Florence is located in. After I got us a bit lost looking for a museum, we finally found the church and vista point. The views were breath taking. We took some silly pictures, impersonating a sculpture, enjoyed our packed sandwiches and hiked up and down some steep hills.

Etruscan ruins we stumbled on when were lost. Plamena and Liz look a bit frightened since wasps were buzzing around them. After I clicked the photo they sprinted towards me in fear.


Be the sculpture. Florence is in the background. Squint, you may see the Duomo.


That night the three of us cooked at my apartment. Plamena graced us with her culinary skills and cooked Sole fish (whom she also argues she killed…it was quite an experience). Elizabeth, the surgeon in training, gutted the fish and took over my Greek salad. I bought a wine opener and poured the wine (big job, but some one has to do it). As you can see below, we did nothing short of harassing these poor fish.

Plamy killing the fish



The three of us toasting to more great days to come



Elizabeth expertly ate her fish. She wanted me to snap this to show her family that she can in fact eat fish well.


At the end of dinner Colleen, Nicole, and then Alyssa came in to join us for fruit, cheese and vino. I’m excited to see where these next four weeks take all of us.

Buona notte-

Jacqueline