We could have passed by without a second glance, but we were hungry and this “Mom and Pop” restaurant in Florence felt like a slice of old Italy.
We took a chance and grabbed a couple stools at the counter, in front of the pizza oven. While the pizza chef calmly rolled out pizza after pizza, orders were shouted (in Italian) from the front counter.
Amid the chaos, we enjoyed one of the best meals of our trip!
My heart and tummy long for Italy. Is there still “no tipping”?