Sunday, April 19, 2015

In Ravenna

Let's deal with the most important thing first:
The food here is still good.
Cinghiale (wild boar) with polenta and bruschetta, at Trattoria al Cerchio.

This loaf of bread was about five feet long. 

Are these strawberries beautiful or what?

These beans were a fave, apparently.

Crostini. The one on the left was especially delicious. Fegatelli. (I'll let you look that one up.) 

Ravenna is famous for its early Christian mosaics. They really are stunning but I can't suppress some slightly irreverent thoughts with some of them. For example:

This is from a 6th century baptistery, showing a beardless Jesus being baptized. Anachronistically, he's surrounded by 11 of the 12 disciples (guess who was left out?), and Paul. 

Not sure who is on the right, but he's clearly spent a lot of time and hair product to get that look. That's Peter on the left who looks as if he just got worked on by the angry new girl at the Clinique counter. There is such a thing as too much rouge.

Love the muttonchops on this guy. He reminds me of Sean, a guy who worked in the Starbucks in my office building.

Someone caught his heel in the hem of his dress.

The holy bean bag chair. Or is this a prediction of the rise of the Ottoman empire? You decide.
Gotta go now. Much more to see and do in this amazing city.

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