Back to Florence, and maybe we'll reward ourselves
for all that hiking with a meal at Il Latini. It's always
a mob scene, but always fun. No menu,
they just bring a bunch of good stuff (and a big jug
of chianti to share with whoever happens to be at
the table with you (you'll be friends by the end of
the meal). After you eat a steak the size of your
head, they'll top off your meal with a glass of
vin santo and some cantucci for dipping.
