olivesOlive picking in Tuscany…

You know it is autumn when the Tuscans slip into their fur coats and the half-a-million-or-so Vespas don shiny windshields to protect their daredevil drivers from the chilling slipstreams.
But then again, you would already have known it was autumn if you had visited one of Florence’s food markets, for its colourful autumnal fare is hard to ignore. Bunches of winter chard and bulging pumpkins are piled high beside the dark, textural winter cabbage cavalo nero. New season dried beans fight for space with a stunning display of sugared fruit. There are mature goats cheeses, wood mushrooms, wild boar sausages and all manner of trussed game birds…