Making Friends in Firenze - Pt 2: I Still Can Not Speak Italian

Maybe it was because I didn't wear a tie.

In my last post I talked about how we have managed a year without making friends with anyone native to Florence. The gist of the article was that Florentines are not actually interested in making friends with stranieri and that was the main reason that we failed.

Of course, things are not that simple and, not having got to know any Florentines particularly well, the opinion that Florentines are closed and not amicable is based on hearsay and others' points of view. Whether they are unfriendly or diffident I may never know. And besides who am I to start speculating on whether the population of a particular city are blessed with a unifying personality trait?

There is one other very important piece to this equation though: I still can not speak Italian. I can go to the market or into a shop and make myself understood. I can sit in a barber's chair and manage to explain why I am here and what my wife does (and roughly how I would like my fast-disappearing hair cut). But I have not and could not talk at length and in depth with Florentines (or any other Italians) in their own language. I think that if anything has really stopped us from making Italian friends here, it is this.

At Dr B's place of work there are a few Italians there whose English, although a lot better than my Italian, is not fantastic and they have to put up with a variety of English language accents from Canadian, to American, to Irish and English. I have noticed that when you talk to them, without making allowances for their comprehension, they listen attentively and smile and nod. When you reach the end of what you are saying it becomes plain that they haven't really understood everything that you have said. And you wonder if they have missed the point you were trying to make. You think about whether to repeat yourself, you wonder if they would rather go and speak to someone else in Italian. You both smile. The conversation falters.

I behave the same way when people talk to me in Italian, fast and without making allowances for my comprehension abilities. I nod, smile, my eyes glaze over and then we stand in awkward silence as I try to formulate a response in my limited Italian.

The main forum for my Anglo-Italian relationships has been outside the school gates or at kids' parties. And here is where I have felt most adrift; in a sea of mums and grandparents. I feel that way in England in similar surroundings and there I at least have my ability to speak English.

My (lack of) progress with the Italian language is worth a whole blog post on its own. Yes, it's improved. Yes I can understand it when the calcio commentators mention offside. Yes I can call up the central heating engineers and book an appointment. But spontaneous in depth conversation is still something that eludes me and, for that reason, trying to forge relationships with people who on the whole seem reticent to use any English has been a major factor in the barren state of our Italian social life over here.

On Bread in Florence

Hello Kitty Handwich

Finding ourselves in Rome last weekend we went for a pizza in a swish steel and glass pizz'enorma'erria. Expectations were low but, soon after we got our drinks they brought us a basket of bread that was better than any bread I have eaten in Florence this year. Dense but holey, chewy and tasty bread with real flavour and a great crust. If anyone can find bread this good in Florence then please tell me where before we leave.

For those that do not know, Tuscan bread and hence the majority of Florentine bread is saltless. This is possibly due to punitive salt taxes in past centuries but, as I can now buy a kilo of sea salt in the supermarket for 11 cents, they don't have that excuse any more.

Saltless bread is an acquired taste. Though I am used to it now, it is not something I would choose to eat when offered a choice.  But the lack of salt is almost a side note, for what I have been yearning for whilst here in Florence is good bread full stop. Give me good Tuscan bread without salt if you want but just give me something that is not overly dry, light as a balloon, and that goes stale the day after you cut into it. Most importantly give me bread that actually tastes of something.

I come from England and in England we used to have a tradition of great baking. Industrialisation came along with their chorleywood process and knocked most artisanal bakers out of business. Now, finding good bread in England is not easy. It is available though and when it's good it's really good. However, we don't really expect good bread in England; expectations of food in England are, perhaps unfairly, different to those here in Italy.

At home I have a copy of Carol Fields' The Italian Baker and the cover of that book shows a wonderful display of handmade loaves, cakes, pizzas, breadsticks, and more. This was what I thought Italy would have to offer me when I got here. And in some bakeries I go into the display is wonderful. But so many of the actual loaves are a real disappointment. They look great on the shelf; all shapes and sizes covered in flour tempting me to buy them. But so many of them are lacking when eaten. They're fine for whipping up a pappa all pomodoro or a panzanella but for a bit of toast and jam, they're useless.

The one time that I really 'got' Tuscan bread was after we had finished picking grapes at the vendemmia last summer. Plates stacked high with panini were passed round as we stood drinking chianti from plastic cups. Those panini were bread with prosciutto or salami. No butter, no salad, nothing but bread and meat. And it worked. The salty pork combined with the saltless bread worked a treat.

That's a good food memory for me but, for all the wonderful things I have eaten in this year in Italy, Tuscan bread will play a very minor part in this years' gastrotour memories.

To help me recall in years to come and for anyone else who finds themselves in need, here is a little bit about the bread we buy and eat and where we buy it from:

Schiacciata
Schiacciata is basically what we would call focaccia back home in the UK except it is, of course, better than any focaccia I have eaten at home. That said, I live in Cambridge, which is a gastronomic wasteland. And I don't get out much.

Schiacciata is basically a bread made from whatever dough is at hand. It is thrown or rolled out into a flat rectangle shape, dimpled, then sloshed with oil and salt before baking. As most people round here bake saltless Tuscan bread most schiacciata dough is saltless.

There are two main types that I know of, the soft (morbida) type that is easier for the kids to eat and then the more 'rustic' and crusty type. The former tends to have smaller air holes in the dough and a thinner, softer crust. It is more like the focaccia that we know back home.

The other type is closer to the ciabbate we get back home. It has larger holes in it and a thicker crunchier crust; leading me to believe that the dough is much wetter than the other type.

Schiacciata also comes with toppings like pizza and with fillings for panini.

Most unavoidably though, it comes with salt. Huge amounts of salt. Tongue and lip burning quantities of the stuff. If you were worried where all the salt went for the Tuscan bread, worry not, it's here - on top of the schiacciata. So, when the ladies in the forno hand over a nice soft piece of schiacciata for your baby to munch on, you may want to think about cutting the top off before your child gets their week's dose of sodium in one hit.

Salt aside, this stuff is wonderful. Florence's equivalent of Rome's famous pizza bianca. Often served hot, greasy with olive oil and deliciously salty. Good on it's own, great with a filling. Most of the kids we know snack on it after school on the way to the park. If there are concerns about salt intake over here I haven't seen any signs of them.

So, I hear you ask, where to we get the best schiacciata in Florence? Well, I have no idea. Ask someone who actually knows this place. Then ask another.

If you are anywhere near Lucca, visit this forno.

As good as the schiacciata it is here, I am sorry to say I haven't had any as good as the focaccia in Lucca'a Forno Amadeo Giusti (an hour up the road for us). If I were able to, I would leave my family in Italy and fill my car with their focaccia so I could eat my way back to England.

Here is a run down on where we buy schiacciata in Florence. These places are listed as much for their geography (on the west of the city) as their schiacciata.

Forno  Coverciano:
This is the nearest forno to us. It's a small, busy bakery staffed by some friendly ladies with nice white hats on. I don't bother buying their Tuscan bread because I don't like it. As authentic as it may be. May be because it is authentic.

What I do buy is their pizzicotto and their schiacciata. They do two types of schiacciata: one is made, I assume, with a softer flour and hence has a cakier texture. The other is more traditional. Very crunchy and crisp with big air holes. Obviously using a wetter dough. The former has the very slightly sour taste that makes me drool for Lucca's focaccia.

I've never bought it hot from here but it's good at any temperature.

Pugi
Pugi is listed in the Food Lover's Guide to Florence as being the Florentines' favourite schiacciata bakery. It is good, really good. And the turnover is such that you can usually get it hot. They also do really good pastries and cakes too. As well as pizza by the slice. And the staff are very nice and friendly.

Piazza San Marco, where they have an outlet, is fortunately where my bus into town stops, so I have had ample opportunity this year to plough my way through a few hundred Euros worth of baked goods here. San Marco is not the most attractive place to sit and eat your oily pickings but whatever you buy won't last long I can assure you. And the convent opposite is a wonder and the accademia is round the corner for David.

My Italian teacher told me that the original Pugi on Viale dei Amicis is better. I've been there once and couldn't tell the difference. It was still good. [It's worth noting that Pizza Man have an outlet a couple of doors up from this Pugi. Their Neopolitan pizza crust is really something to behold - almost like sourdough pizza. A good stopping point for dough boys and girls].

In Central Florence, I really like the panini from a hole in the wall (see picture above) in, I think, Via del Presto next to the Casa di Dante. They fill schiacciata for you with a an array of Tuscan fillings.Yum.
Forno Sartoni, behind Coin, on Via de' Cerchi is in the book and does great schiacciata, pizze and pastries. Their bread is good too.
Pane Olio & Pizza, on the corner of Piazza Lorenzo Ghiberti and Via della Mattonaia, just behind the mercato sant'ambrogio. These guys do really good schiacciata, great pizza, and good bread. I always spend a fortune in here. Maybe it's expensive....
In the piazza sant'ambrogio there is also another good forno.
Forno in Via dell' Ariento opposite the mercato centrale is good from what I remember but it's too small for me to fit the buggy in so I don't go often!
There is also plenty available in both of the main markets.


Tuscan and non-Tuscan Bread
Hmmm. Where to buy your loaf of bread? Well, I don't really have a favourite place to buy bread as I don't really have a favourite bread here in Florence.

At Forno Coverciano I buy pizzicotto, it's halfway between schiacciata and Tuscan bread. It's plumpy and soft (not too soft) dense and good for toast. That's as much as I know about it. It tastes good too of course despite the lack of salt and is pretty well my default bread choice here in Florence.

Down town, I  may buy a Pugliese (with salt!) near Mercato Sant'Ambrogio and the bread at Forno Sartori is pretty good too.

In the Co-op I can get a Pane Mughello (a region of Northern Tuscany known for its farming and agriculture) which is a great dense sourish loaf. At EsseLunga I get supermarket baked crusty white loaves not dissimilar to those I get back in England.

The best Tuscan saltless bread I have eaten was at Da Sergio's Trattoria and from Forno Sartori.

If there is a great bakery making good artisanal bread with or without salt in Florence then let me know and I'll try and find it before we head home. If anywhere makes anything as good as that Roman bread I ate I'd be very surprised. And very happy too.

Firenze Gelato Festival - Next Year, Go and Visit It.

We were planning to go to Rome on the Friday but, then news of the Firenze Gelato Festival came and I made the point to the family that it would be foolish not to go. We've been in Florence for 9 months now and I've hardly eaten any gelato. Ahem.

So, I headed down with fellow gelato friend, Laura, baby N's best friend P. For €4 we got a ticket that gave us 5 tastes. A taste being equivalent to the one 'scoop' you get as part of your standard two flavour gelato. Good value and good gealto. At various points round the city were stands housing 5 or 6 artisanal gelaterias from in and around Florence.

Notably, few if any of the stands I visited were on my gelato map of Firenze. Most I hadn't heard of. This isn't just bad scholarship on my part it is in part that Firenze is a big place with many gelaterias, most out of site of us guidebook led oafs.

This photo lists the ones from Pizza Santissima Annunziata stand:

Here I tried: Madagascan chocolate, pear and parmesan ('molto particolare' as the guy serving it said), rice pudding, fig and walnut, strawberry. All were excellent but I think I enjoyed the fig and wlanut best. A quick cup or two of the free drinking water and we headed off to the Duomo where, behind the baptistery another stand was set up.

Here I ate orange, Persiana (rose water and white chocolate), and tasted the frankly awful riso con funghi porcini.

Though I didn't really get as stuck into the festival as I could have - I didn't watch any demonstrations nor visit anywhere but the two stands mentioned - I thought it was a great festival. Well staffed, plenty of gelato and good fun. If I didn't have a baby that needed putting to bed and kids that needed picking up from school. I would have stayed for a lot more.

I also got interviewed for Italian TV. In Italian. I doubt it made it on to telly though. Maybe it'll be used for a piece on how foreigners can't speak Italian properly, or something.

Gelato di Firenze - Ice Cream in Florence - A Map and Advice on Where To Go

As someone who tends to live his life through guidebooks and travel and food websites, relying regularly on the opinions of others, I have learnt to take reviews of gelaterias in Florence with a pinch of salt. Take any gelateria in central Florence that has been around for a year or more and there will be a list of glowing reviews stating 'this is the best gelato in Florence. No, in Italy'. Underneath will be a review that states 'no, this is not as good as it used to be, xxxxxx round the corner is way better now'. (See the Trip Advisor forum on 'Where is the Best Gelato in Florence')

My favourite is a lengthy post on Chowhound about gelato in Florence. Someone visited Cavini on their last day. They got there when it opened and proceeded to eat nearly all of the 40 odd flavours on offer. At the end of this session they declared it to be the best gelateria in Florence. They had been directed to it by a local (read: 'if the locals go there it must be good') and few tourists knew of  it (bingo! the holy grail when looking for good food in Italy!). But really it was just another good gelateria in Florence. There are lots of them. It's no better than the famous Badiani up the road or the other famous ones in central Florence.

It may be that some people can visit a couple of gelaterias in the morning, another couple in the afternoon and more the next day and then order them by merit at the end of the trip. For me, having visited most of the recommended ones, I have eaten mediocre gelato in the same place I have eaten outstanding gelato. Some days it has been pretty ordinary, some days sublime. Is that to do with the gelato? or me? the time of day? or the position of the moon? I don't know. It's the same with wine. One day a particular Chianti will blow me away. Another day the same Chianti will taste dull.

There is no shortage of great gelato here in Florence. In fact, I would say of all the food we eat over here, the gelato is the most consistently good. They may not know how to make bread here, but they certainly know how to make gelato. We are overwhelmed with great ice cream in Forence.

When I drive into Florence I usually park at the mercato Sant'Ambrogio. From here there is a direct route to the Duomo at the center of the city. In the 8 months or so we have been here, three new gelaterias have opened up on this sub-1km route from Sant Ambrogio to the Duomo. It's almost become a gelato trail. As I write, a new one is about to open on piazza dei ciompi to accompany the other 5 already on this straight. Experience tells me it too will be great gelato.

The end of May sees the Firenze Gelato Festival. Almost as if there were room for any more gelato in Florence.

What follows is a list of places to get good gelato with a map. These are places I learnt of from guide books and from our travels in  the city. Some days I will take the baby into town just to visit a gelateria. I don't think I have ever been recommended a place by a local. This city's top food spots have been so well picked over ex-pats and tourists that I don't believe there are any places that only the locals go to any more....

If you are looking for the best gelato in Florence, or the best gelato in Firenze, you could do worse than start with this list. If you have found better gelato in Firenze then let me know.


An Abbreviated List of Good Gelaterias in Florence

Vestri - Vestri is first and foremost a chocolate shop with another branch in Arezzo (and one in Miami!). They do however carry a good selection of gelato and the chocolate gelato here is superb, as is the hot chocolate. It's a nice place to sit and watch the world go by too.


Gelateria Il Sorriso This is one of those places that you can impress your friend and fellow gourmet travellers with. It's out in the suburbs. It has that ace 'no tourists' factor and the all important 'off the beaten track' cache that will impress any less adventurous gastronauts. Joking aside, the gelato is excellent. Though in look and feel the place is a little more scruffy and urban,  the gelato reminded me of Badiani. Again, soft, luxurious, and generous portions. Opposite the COOP, next to a good pizzeria and a tripe stand. Gastrotastic.

Gelateria Cavini Looking a bit run down on the busy car-bound piazza delle Cure, Cavini is cetainly worth a visit. A great range of flavours, some pretty good gelato but not good enough for me to wax lyrical about. Unlike this guy who tried 35 out of the 40 flavours on offer: http://chowhound.chow.com/topics/262205 (though this was over 5 years ago).


Gelateria Santa Trinita Just in the oltrano next to the Santa Trinita bridge. Referred to by one friend as, wait for it, 'the best gelateria' in Florence. Obviously it's not!


Gelateria Carabe' This Sicilian gelateria is just down the road from the Academia where Michaelangelo's David lives. For that reason alone it should be one of the most popular gelateria's in Florence. For some reason it's not. It's rarely busy. But it is good. It's small unpretentious, family run. Focus is on Siciallian flavour such as Almond, lemon, pistacchio, but they have your usual, chocolate etc. I have had mediocre gelato from here in winter time when it was really quiet. In the summer, when the turnover is higher then it is consistently good.

Vivoli This is perhaps the most famous gelateria in Florence. Every guidebook and website mentions it. Especially the riso flavour. In fact, the first place we came when we got to Florence was this place. As recommended by my wife who used to bring tour groups here. Is it the best? I don't think so but I have been only twice and have eaten a lot of gelato since. But it's good. In my experience, the staff are surly but that is never a major problem. It is a small, dark, old fashioned looking bar/gelateria and would be easy to miss if it wasn't so busy.

Bar Latteria Tre A The gelato for sale here at the latteria 'Tre A' in the main piazza in Settignano is produced at 'L'Erta Del Bau' This is not fancy, luxurious, or exciting gelato but it is very good. As we pass the latteria in Settignano on the school run, I have eaten more of this gelato than any other in Florence. I think my kids are actually 67% L'Erta Del Bau gelato now. We are very lucky to have such good gelato available in such in an unpreposessing place.

L'Erta Del Bau This gelateria, I think, used to be based in Settignano. Either way, the gelato produced here is available at the latteria 'Tre A' in the main piazza in Settignano. This is not fancy, luxurious, or exciting gelato but it is very good. As we pass the latteria in Settignano on the school run, I have eaten more of this gelato than any other in Florence. I think my kids are actually 67% L'Erta Del Bau gelato now. As a final note, it's worth pointing out that this gelataria is close to the kid friendly Museo Stibbert.

Rivareno Gelateria Rivareno appeared out the blue in early 2010. It has the modernist look of Grom but even more so. However the atmosphere is a little more relaxed and the staff a little friendlier. They are a franchise. The gelato is closer to Badiani's luxurious creaminess than Grom's austere flavour explosion. They seem to serve it a little softer too. Softer (ie. wamer) is good for me as the flavours work better. The mango, morena, blood orange, and chocolate are all excellent. Really, well worth visiting.

Grom - Grom is where things get serious. If you go here to get your gelato then you shouldn't let pleasure get in the way of your intellectual enjoyment on your gelato. The staff here are helpful if you want the perfect flavour combination or details on the ingredients. But it always feels a bit joyless to me. The gelato is, of course, top notch. The salted caramel is wonderful but you get the impression that your opinion is of limited importance to them. Grom is a chain but the they work very hard not to compromise on the quality of their gelato. They even have a store in NYC now.

Festival del Gelato - Festival del Gelato is the toy shop of gelaterias in Florence. If you've got young kids bring them here. They have a huge range of gelato made with chocolate (candy) bars, nutella, different fruits, they have waffles too.

Perche' No - Perche' No has a Slow Food sticker in the window. It aspires to Slow Food ideals. Quality ingredients, no mass production. It's gelato is excellent with some interesting flavours. I like the chocolate and rum. I also had a great cheesecake their. Their pistacchio is excellent too. The shop is small and the staff are friendly.

Gelateria Badiani  - This, to me, is the queen of the gelaterias in Florence. The gelato is wonderful. It tastes decadent, rich, and expensive. The shop makes you feel under-dressed when you go into it. The staff are impeccably turned-out and not particularly friendly. But the gelato is luxurious.

Gelateria dei Neri - This place is often listed as one of the best, if not the best gelateria in Florence. I've only been once and was not that impressed. It was good but not great. But that may be because I was tired and cold or it was the wrong time of day, or I picked the wrong flavour. Or maybe the moon was in the wrong place.....

Mordilatte - This gelateria has opened up just down the road from where we live. It opened two days after I wrote this post. Initial impressions after our first visit for a free tasting were good. Rich and well made. A bit too cold though! They were having trouble serving it....

My Map of Good Gelaterie in Florence
[Those I know or want to know as of May 2010]

View I Gelati di Firenze in a larger map



More Info and Links:

Part way through compiling this list I came across this top 10 gelaterias in Florence.
Then Faith Willinger's piece: http://www.faithwillinger.com/travel/florentine-gelato-crawl
And of course Judy aka Divina Cucina also has a page: http://www.divinacucina.com/newsletter13.html

There are of course loads of online discussions about gelato in Florence:
 Chowhound: http://chowhound.chow.com/topics/262205
 Trip Advisor: http://www.tripadvisor.com/ShowTopic-g187895-i68-k592000-Where_is_the_best_Gelato_in_Florence-Florence_Tuscany.html
The Food Section: http://www.thefoodsection.com/foodsection/2004/06/firenze_summer_.html
Virtual tourist: http://members.virtualtourist.com/m/tt/6d48e/#TL

Taste 2010 Florence - A Proper Food Show

On Monday I headed to the last day of the Taste food festival with Prof D and our two baby girls. Anticipation (or was it impatience) was palpable as we spent an hour on the Florence circonvallazione stuck, hungry, in a marmellata di traffico. Making this Florentine event not disimilar to one in London before we had even got there.

All comparisons with UK food shows were discarded as we entered. €10 entry plus the sensible idea of €5 for a wine glass to do your sampling with and we were in. The event was housed in a large disused station to the West of the historic centre. The layout was clean and accessible and the decoration elegant. The dark walls and counters were artfully lit to emphasise the food. Similar shows in the UK would be all bright strip lights with every bit of discarded salami and oil smear illuminated for all to see. They do aesthetics well these Italians.

Nearly all the exhibitors on show had something for us to taste, so we moved from hams and cheeses, to oil and vinegars, beers and wine, spumante with edible silver, dense chocolate cakes, walnut liquor, truffle pates, cured lard, and on and on. Each producer willing us to taste and to talk us through what it was we were trying.

As an aside, I seem to have unwittingly perfected an expression that tells the viewer that I know exactly what they are talking about; that I understand every word. This is of course, rarely the case. I think I need to reclaim the dumb foreigner look. 'Speak slowly signore; sono straniero!'

However, for this event, explanations were translated (into upstate Noo Yawk) in full by Prof D. Leaving us only with the problem of how to taste everything without completely destroying our palates. A tough and unenviable situation to be in I'm sure you'll agree.

The first great product we tried was nduja a spiced spreadable pork sausage from Spilinga. Unctuous. We then went on to truffle pate on a stand that had a covered glass dish with a few thousand Euros worth just flaunting themselves. 'No you can't buy us! Smell, yes. But we are too expensive! And besides, we are not for sale and your English palates are no match for our Tuscan earthiness. Va via!'.

The truffle pate of course gave me truffle burps(*) which are just not the thing to have at a cool Italian food fare. It made the smoked trout taste funny too. Here was an opportunity to tell a producer that I used to do what he does now. We could be friends! But my Italian failed me. What is the Italian for 'I used to smoke fish too until I left my job to come and change nappies in Florence'?

On the next stretch of counter we sampled some truly glorious salame. I mean really good. Senza preservatives, soft, meaty, er complex, erm... ....mouth feel? Erm. Good. So I took the card and made a note to buy some in the shop......which of course didn't have any.

A couple more legs and we were ready for lunch. Readers who frequent food shows in the UK will be pleased to know that the canteen here was as mediocre and uninspiring as at home. Relatively I mean. In that, the food here was not dissimilar to an ordinary cafe in Florence. But an ordinary cafe in florence is of course way better than an ordinary cafe in the UK. Why don't these shows organise catering with their producers who are exhibiting? Is it that difficult?

That said, my panino was good and we left the chic white leathered dining area in a state commensurate with having been occupied by a 2 year old and a one year old. And scarpered.

Hitting the hard trail of the show again we moved, as if beckoned, to the start of the artisanal beer section. Now, if there is one thing that I am missing food wise in Florence, it is beer. I'm not saying that nice beer can't be found here (these guys sell good beer) but you have to search it out and there is certainly no flat warm beer from casks. Proper beer. Well kept, if you will. But the people occupying the beer section were generous in their attempts to prove me wrong. There were stouts, lagers, wheat beers, pale ales, coffee and chocolate beers (never a good thing), and more. Of the two I bought was one that was, somewhat inevitably, referred to as 'tipo Inglese'. 'Ah, that's why I liked it'. Good as it was/is, it is also the most expensive beer I have ever bought (piss-water in various dodgy nightclubs excluded).

From here we had coffee, cake, truly wonderful chocolates, biscotti, and silver leaf in a cup with spumante. (I have no idea).

After we'd reached the last stand and the last notch on our belts we headed to the shop where I turned down the tin of tuna for €28 (still, if it's bluefin they'll all be gone soon) and bought beer, chocolate, cake, something called tarese that looks like bacon, more beer, coffee, more chocolate and bresaola.

The chocolate, which I didn't taste on the way round the show has been a real revelation. I am very keen on salted chocolate and this stuff has 'Sale Dolce di Cervia'. Something that was completely unknown to me and works so well in chocolate.

So, a great day discovering and tasting new things. If you are coming to Florence next year, I'd recommend a visit to the show. Whether I can persuade Dr B that it would be good for us to fly in for it, I don't know.....

[* - Dr B just read this through for me and remarked that Prof D had told her about truffle burps at the Villa today. In the evening after the show Prof D had gone to his usual jujitsu class where, after a hard workout, he took a shower. On leaving the shower he released a large belch which he and his fellow athletes admired for it's truffle aroma.]