We’d been ravenous when we first stepped into Café Tomaselli: wandering around all morning and noon had given us a big appetite. Unfortunately, one look at the menu shattered our hopes: there didn’t seem to be much that could fortify us. Omelettes, coffees, teas, breakfast, pastries: no, we were looking for something more substantial. But the coffees and the pastries sounded delicious, so we made a mental note to come back, and we did, a few hours later, when caffeine withdrawal symptoms had set in.
The café was pretty full by then, so we sat at a table at the outdoor Kiosk Tomaselli. The café, by the way, is no spring chicken: it’s been around since 1753 (although the inn to which it’s attached ...Read More