I Portici Hotel
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Acetaia di Giorgio, old mansion of the 14 Barbieri brothers, under its roof in the heart of the city of Modena keeps all the glamour and the attraction of very ancient rites and of centuries old tradition.
From the exclusive family consumption, today Giorgio, Giovanna and Carlotta Barbieri have expanded this delicious pleasure to whomever desires to taste the incomparable flavour of the best Traditional Balsamic Vinegar of ...
... being tortured in hell so there have been a couple of attempts to blow it up and security is obvious. The cathedral claims to be one of the most beautiful in Europe. Its nice but it is not particularly outstanding amongst the many we have seen.
From the Basilica we walked back along the long porticos of Via del Independenza to the hotel where we retreated from the heat for the day. Room service looked like a good ...
... the train station. We were on separate carriages as it was so full but at least we got first class. First class sauna though. My carriage was hot and everyone was glowing. When I got off I asked Anita about her carriage and it was the same.
We went back to the hotel and relaxed in the cool of the room for a couple of hours. We headed out to a place for dinner that Fede had recommended, Matusel Ristorante on Via Bertoloni. This turned out to basically be a ...
... squares of green lasagne sheets at angles to each other with a creamy béchamel sauce and a very meaty bolognese sauce between each layer and then the whole was finished by being put under a grill. Very soft and very tasty. We shared a pannacotta for dessert that was made with egg white and baked rather than the traditional setting with gelatine. This made it less wobbly and more smooth and creamy than usual. The restaurant was like an up market ...
... van and painted.... to the tune of "Rain keeps falling on my head" or something similar, while I did a Kamikaze attack on the museum across the road.
I have to say that it was pretty damn good!
Love 'em or hate 'em, you just can't deny that Ferraris are just sex on wheels.