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Florence and its territory
There’s no need to introduce Florence. It’s the city of the Renaissance and of Lorenzo the Magnificent, the city of Giotto, of the Ponte Vecchio and the gallery of the Uffizi. But from the top of the hills that surround it even the beloved city of tourists from the whole world can assume a very different appearance.
Brunelleschi’s dome, the winding course of the Arno river and the dark green of the cypress trees that line the city up to its outskirts lead our gaze slowly from the wonderful high grounds of the Etruscan village of Fiesole to the postcard-like landscape of Settignano, from the forests of Monte Morello to the urbanized but still deeply rural countryside, that in an exaltation of olive trees and streams goes up to the Mugello, the so-called mountain of the Florentines, land of castles and stone caves (here the precious stone “pietra serena” which has been used for the construction of the splendid city palaces is quarried out), land of farming and of good cooking.
From here the young shepherd Angiolo di Bondone, called Giotto, went down to the city at the end of the 13th century and from here, one century later, descended the Medici family, destined to become the most powerful Florentine dynasty of all times and the author of the Renaissance dream.
We have seen this landscape of Leonardo and his Monalisa a thousand times, but every time we look at it again it reveals new details and intensifies its charm.
It’s an enigmatic charm but at the same time it’s passionate, like the sharp vernacular language of the countryside and like the strong taste of the famous local dishes: pappa col pomodoro (thick soup with tomatoes and bread), tortelli di patate (pasta made of potatoes), trippa (tripe) and the famous steak which, in honour of the city where it has been celebrated more than in any other place, has adopted the name “bistecca fiorentina”.
Because in reality there is nothing more Florentine than its countryside, where every place is a symbol of Florentine tradition: the ceramics of Impruneta, the sharp knives of Scarperia, the wine of the Chianti and of the Ruffina (someone called it, with a little bit of imagination, “the Chianti of the mountains”) and the crowns of the Medici villas that still keep alive the story of a glorious past.
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