Un Viaggio

Last weekend I and a few friends made an expedition to Wooster Square, the Little Italy of New Haven. It is a mythical land of farmer's markets, bakeries, and pizza. We went to the farmer's market, and then Libby's Italian Pastry.

I love the farmer's market. It is bustling and busy and full of all that is good in the world, from dairy products to pesto to beautiful produce. All the local farms have a booth, and they sell there goods, albeit at a rather high price. That's really my only complaint of this farmer's market; it is on the expensive side.

Then, we went to Libby's Italian Pastry, which is half a block away from the Market, and there I saw the Italian bakery of my childhood all over again. Cookies, biscotti, cannolli, sfogliatelle, all that is possible is there. And it was delicious; there is nothing so wonderful as fresh-baked sfogliatelle.

And sandwiches later in the day? Absolutely. Un bel giorno, to be sure.