I can see all of you rolling your eyes when you realize that my first FOOD post is about Lo Spritz, aka The Aperol Spritz, aka a cocktail. I can’t explain why, but saying Lo Spritz seems so much more respectful towards this drink. You can refer to this cocktail as a simple Spritz, but in North America you run the risk of someone bringing you a wine spritzer. No joke. Best to always request an Aperol Spritz when ordering on this side of the Atlantic.
What makes this cocktail so special? It’s one of those anytime drinks. Perfectly acceptable for the hours when the sun is shining, and nothing is quite as refreshing (in my opinion) as a Spritz. Best served in a large wine glass, with lots of ice and a slice of orange. If you’re ever unsure of your Spritz preparation or presentation, give me a call and I’ll be there in under two minutes to be the judge.
- 3 parts prosecco
- 2 parts Aperol
- 1 part soda water
To no one’s surprise, many of my first posts will be about Milan. But, I want to break stereotypes today and talk about something other than the Duomo, or the Last Supper. Have you ever been to an ossuary? If you haven’t, then read on for a bone-chilling (you’ll get it later) description of a church in Milan. If you have, then please keep your comments to yourself until the end so you don’t ruin it for the others.
There is a church in the centre of Milan, San Bernardino alle Ossa, that comes complete with an ossuary. Let me save you the trouble of searching this word. An ossuary is defined as the room into which the bones of dead people are placed. Wait, why do we need to specify “dead people” here?
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bone room ossuary. I’m honestly surprised that this place isn’t a bigger tourist attraction. Yes, I know it’s kind of morbid. But, it’s also pretty fascinating and different! It’s also very cool during the hot Milanese summer. I guess a Spritz would also cool you down, if bone rooms aren’t your thing.
I’ve included some of my very professional looking pictures below, because if I keep talking about a room full of bones, you’re going to start picturing me in an Indiana Jones movie or something. Spoiler alert: I kind of was.
Address: via Verziere, 2, Milano, Italy
Disclaimer: This post about human bones, is not to be confused with my upcoming post about animal skulls in Marrakesh!