We had several great meals in Florence. First was a traditional
Bistecca alla Fiorentina and the second was just around the corner from the synagogue (above) at
Ruth's Kosher Vegetarian Restaurant. The former because of the enormity both in mass and taste and the second because the owner regaled us with stories of his days in Prague in the bad old days of the Soviet repression: how he hung out with Vaclav Havel (he had a book of photos of the two of them and various other hippie types), about the
Plastic People of the Universe (including where they all are now), about the Velvet Underground (and how the Velvet Revolution was named after them), about the importance of Frank Zappa to their culture, about how they carried copies of the
White Album with a label peeled off a Smetana LP, and how the best Milos Forman film is
Taking Off.
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