ITALIAN FOOD & TRAVEL Has ARRIVED !!!
ITALIAN FOOD & TRAVEL Has ARRIVED !!!
“PANDEMONIO” !!!
“Pandemonium” – A state of wild and noisy disorder, confusion, or uproar. So says the dictionary. A funny name for a restaurant. Wouldn’t you say? Trattoria Pandemonium, in Florence is not only my favorite restaurant in Florence, but all of Italy, and one of my favorites that I have ever eaten at in my entire life. Now that’s saying something. Not only is it one of my own personal favorites, it’s the favorite of a number of friends of mine who were going to Florence and asked me for restaurant recommendations that I could send them to. Everyone who I told to go there, when they came back from Italy, each and every person told me that “Pandemonium” was their favorite restaurant, and meal of their entire trip. Now that’s saying something. No?
I was quite lucky to discover this special restaurant in the Spring of 1997. I was on an exploratory Italian trip with my business partner Tom T. I went to Vernazza for two days, and my most important part of the trip would be in Venice to explore the Bacari (wine bars) of Venice, once again. In-between Vernazza and Venice, I was to rendezvous with Tom T. and Maron, in Florence, and then some time in Greve and Panzano.
I left Vernazza, and took the train to Florence, where I was so lucky to discover Trattoria Pandemonio. I was staying in a modest hotel, while Tom and Maron were staying at the Luxurious Grand Hotel. They were both doing business in Florence during the day, and I was on my own, so I’d have lunch by myself, and bop around town. After going back to my hotel for a late afternoon nap, I’d get dressed and meet Tom and Maron at The Grand. We’d have a cocktail in the incredibly gorgeous lobby of the hotel. The Grand Hotel in Florence was one of the most beautiful hotels that I’ve ever been in in my life. Absolutely stunning. We drank our Negroni’s and Tom told me that the concierge had recommended a nice restaurant that we would have dinner at later on. We left the hotel and hopped in a taxi, and it was off to Pandemonio.
A few minutes in the taxi, and we were at Pandomonio. We walked in and were cordially greeted by Mamma. Mamma was wonderful. She was the owner. A sprite lady in her late 50s, and absolutely charming, and lots of fun. She is one of those ladies that the late great Anthony Bourdain often talked of and dreamed about. The kind of Italian lady who Tony wished was his Nonna. You know what I mean? Of course. The kind of lady who brightens and is in charge of any room she’s in. And this room, the dining room at Pandemonio, was “Mamma” room. Why mamma? That’s what everyone calls her, and she runs the show.
Pandemonio is a lovely trattoria with a sort of country inn kind of feel to it. It’s like being in the Tuscan countryside, and the vibe is fun and inviting. This trattoria is away from the crowds on the other side of town, away from the Duomo. They serve classic Tuscan Cuisine that includes: artisan Salumi, Crostini Toscano, homemade pasta with Wild Boar Ragu, and the famed Bistecca Fiorentina. All expertly prepared by the chef, who is none other than Mamma’s son.
We sat down and looked over the menu and wine list. We decided on a bottle of Brunello to go with our meal. Mamma was taking care of us personally, and she smiled and gave us a wink when we ordered the Brunello. A couple minutes later she came back with the Brunello, rolling a cart up to our table to serve the wine from. She set down three nice wine glasses on the table. There was one glass on her cart. Then she pulled the cork. She sniffed the cork, smiled, gave us a nod, and said, “Buona.” Then some Brunello in each of our glasses, and said, “some wine for Mamma?’ Both a question and stipulation. We all said “of course mamma. Enjoy.” Mamma poured a little bit of Brunello in her glass, held her glass to ours, and said “Cin Cin,” and we all cheered to each other. The night was off to a wonderful start, and we were all quite happy. Why wouldn’t we be? We hit it off with Mamma, and she was taking great care of us. We adored her.
Mamma left the table to take care of other customers, and Tom, Maron, and I smiled, toasted each other again, sipped the wine, and Tom stated, “How lucky are we?” We all agreed. We were in Florence, at Pandemonio, drinking Brunello, and hitting it off with Mamma. As they say, “It doesn’t get any better than this.”
Mamma came back to the table, and we told her what we wanted to eat. We ordered antipasto fo Crostini, Salami & Prosciutto. For the primi, we would all have a small portion of Pici Pasta with Wild Boar Ragu. The main course would be a beautiful Bistecca Fiorentina. “Wow, was it good.?”
After the steak we had Olive Oil Cake and espresso. Very good.
Then Mamma wheeled a cart to our table. It was filled with about a dozen bottles of Tuscany’s finest Grappa. Mamma was offering us all Grappa on the house. We all picked a Grappa, and dear sweet Mamma poured us each a glass, and of course one for herself. We all held up our glasses and cheered each other, “ah Salute.”
Wow. What a night. It started getting later and there were just three tables of diners left. Everyone was having a great time, and Mamma and her sister-in-law (a waitress) pushed all the tables together. We all chit-chatted, drank grappa and Chianti, and had teh most wonderful time.
It turns out there was a famous Italian artist among us all. He was larger than life and a quite gregarious man. He took a napkin and drew a “Flying Penis.” Very talented. And so we all had a most fabulous time. This was without a doubt one of the most memorable meals of my life. Absolutely phenomenal. And what a day? A private lunch with The Conti Cappone, brothers Nicola & Sebastiano, at Villa Calcinaia in Greve. Then we met Giovanni Manetti at his estate Fontodi in Greve, where he gave us a private wine tasting of his wonderful wines. Then it was back to Florence.
I got back to the hotel and took a little nap, before getting dressed, meeting Tom & Moron at The Grand Hotel, and then going to Pandemonio for the most wonderful dinner of my life. I highly recommend that you go too. And maybe you tell me that it was the best meal of your entire trip. Enjoy.
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I first met the Conti Capponi in the Spring of 1997, a year that turned out to be the greatest vintage ever for not just Italian Wine in Italy, but it was so remarkable that it was a great vintage for all of the best and most prestigious wine region in the World. The vintage was outstanding in Bordeaux, burgundy, Champagne, The Napa Valley, in Austria and Germany, in Piedmont, Montalcino, Campania, Tuscany (Chianti, Brunello), and the entire World. This was the year I made my first big wine trip to Italy, were I met Count Sebastiano Capponi and his brother Nicolo Capponi, and Giovanni Manetti of Fontodi in Panzano, who produced top notch Chianti and Super Tuscan Wines as well.
I was in the process of opening the first Venetian WIne Bar (Bacaro), ever to exist in The United States, along with my partner in the venture, Tom T. I had conceived the idea after reading an article on Venice that mentioned the Bacari (Venetian Wine Bars) in the piece in The New York Times Travel Section. I got all hopped up reading the article, and made plans to go to Venice and investigate in the Spring of 1995. I booked a flight to Venice, and was on my way. Over the course of 8 days, I went into
Every Bacaro in Venice, eating Cichetti and drinking local wine, along with other wines of the Italian Peninsula. I studied the Bacari (Wine Bars) and how each of them did things : what types of cichetti they had, and how they served them, the wine lists, decor, and every little detail involved in each separate wine bar. I took notes, both mentally and in my notebook. I learned quite a lot, and was armed with the knowledge to set my plan in motion.
I made a business plan for the Bacaro that I wanted to open in New York. I met Tom T. at an event at the players club in New York. It was a Black Tie Event, honoring comedian / actress Carroll Burnett. It was quite the event. I met Tom, and we took a liking to each other, and somehow my plans to open a Venetian Wine Bar in New York came up. Tom loved the idea, and said, “Let’s get together and talk about this further,” and so we did. We decided to open the place together, and so this was how one-thing-lead-to-the other, and we ended up being invited to Villa Calcinaia to meet the two Italian Counts, The Conti Capponi, Sebastiano and Nicolo Capponi, aka Conti Capponi.
The meeting was arranged by our friend Olga, who knew the two Noblemen Flroentine Brothers, Sebastiano and Nicola. Olga had a camera shop, just feet away from the famed Ponte Vecchia Bridge of Florence, and was just a block away from The Palazzo Capponi on the other side of the bridge from Olga Shop. A few months before Tom and his girlfriend Kate were in FLorence and met Olga when they went into her store to buy some film. They struck up a conversation and became friends. And so once, it happened that Tom and I were going to open a Venetian Wine Bar, and we were all taking another trip to Italy to do business, and explore more about Italian Food & Wine, restaurant, and wine bars, Olga told Tom about the Conti Capponi who owned Villa Calcinaia, and if we wanted to visit their wine estate in Greve, the Villa Calcianaia. And so we did.
Another friend of ours in New York, Jean Franco who was from Florence and was the Maitre’d at our favorite Italian Restaurant “Novita,” was friends with the owner of Fontodi WIne Estate in Panzano, where Jean Franco arrange a meeting for us to meet Mr. Manetti, and visit the Fontodi Wine Estate.
At the time we went on this trip, I didn’t know any proprietors of wine estates in Italy. Once I opened Bar Cichetti, and the Italian Wine Community saw what I was doing, they all wanted to meet me, to taste their wines, and visit their wine estates, any time I desired. This was wonderful and quite a revelation. Anyway, lets go to the day in question. The day we dined with the Conti Capponi.
It was arrange that we would meet one of the brothers, Nicola Capponi at The Palazzo Capponi adjacent to The Ponte Vecchio. Olga went inside to look for Nicola. A few minutes later, out came Olga with the Conti Cappone Nicola. She introduced him to Tom, Maurat, and I. “How do you do,” said Nicola Capponi as we shook hands. He had an aristocratic English accent. I felt as though I was meeting Prince Charles. We had two cars. Maurat went in the Fiat Panda with Nicola. We had a driver, and Tom, Olga, and myself were in the Mercedes with driver, following Nicola in the Fiant down to the town of Greve in Chianti, and to the Villa Calcinaia, the Capponi’s family wine estate, that had been producing wine in Greve for almost 500 years.
We left Florence, we hopped onto the SR222 ancient road, the Chiantigiana and made our way to Chianti Classico and The Villa Calcinaia in Greve. The ride was enchanting, arriving into the beautiful rolling hills of Chianti, dotted with Castles, stone farm houses, and a patchwork of Sangiovese Grape Vines, row after row, Olive Groves,Cypress Trees, and other local flora. Seeing the rows of Grape Vines and Olive Trees, I was in seventh heaven. For this is one of the most beautiful spots in all of Gods Good Earth.
We turned off the main road and onto the driveway leading up to the Villa. Again I was astonished as the drive, just like you see in the movies, was lined with Great Cypress Trees on both sides of the driveway. It was incredible.
We arrived at Villa Calcinaia, and again I was astonished. It was beautiful, old, and grand. Outside, Nicola’s brother Sebastiano was waiting for us. Olga made the introductions, and so I met Sebastiano Capponi. What an honored. I have known Sebastiano for almost 25 years now, seeing him many times in New York and at the Villa Calcinaia as well. We went inside, at the doorway that lead into the kitchen where there was an open hearth fire, and the cook (a lady) was cooking, and preparing our meal. Wow?
Nicola took us on a tour of the Villa , first leading us down the hall, he said “This is Alibaba,” as he led us into the room were large Terracotta Urns were filled with Olive Oil from the Capponi Estate. Nice. Nicola took us into another room, and said, “This is ou 300 year old Mother.” The mother being a gelatinous film that you pour wine over to turn it into vinegar. And the Capponi’s have one that has been kept alive for 300 years. Needless to say, their Chianti Wine Vinegar is amazing. We would try some letter when we’d have lunch with the two Counts.
After seeing the Olive Oil Urns (Alibaba) and the 300 Year Old Mothers, Nicola took us into the room where a couple tons of Trebbiano Grapes were hanging on slats to dry out, to make Tuscany’s famed Vin Santo Wine. Villa Calcinaia’s is one of Tuscany’s best, and we just love it.
We were then led into a room with many large Slovenian Oak Cask filled with aging Sangiovese for making Chianti wine. Nicola is quite theatrical, and he didn’t disappoint telling a dramatic story, and telling us about the CHianti and the Wine Theif he used to take some wine out of the large oak cask for us to taste. “Wow,” this was my first time doing what si know in the wine world as a “Barrel Sampl,” tasting wine that is aging in wooden cask out of the barrel to see how they taste at any particular time during the aging process. And I was doing it at a renowned Chianti Wine Estate, being served by the Noble Conti Capponi Nicola. I couldn’t believe my great fortune. Again, “I was in 7th Heaven”
After touring the Villa Calcinaia Cellars, Nicola took us outside to show us the Herb Garden and some Sangiovese Vines, and Olive Tree Groves of the estate. Again, “Wow”
We then went back inside the castle and were led into the dining room. “Wow, Wow, & Wow? I was going to have lunch with the two Noble Brothers, the Conti Capponi, Sebastiano and Nicola. We all sat down at a beautiful table in the dining room. The lunch was wonderful, drinking several vintages of Capponi Chianti, as we dined on a lovely Antipasto Misti of homemade Salami, Tuscan Pecorino, Olives, and Crostini Toscano. We drank the most recent vintage Chianti of Villa Calcainaia. After the antipasto, we had Pici Pomodoro (Pasta w/ Tomato Sauce), and drank more Chianti.
The main course was a delicious Roast Chicken with Potatoes, and Chianti Reserva that was absolutely wonderful. We finished the meal with Villa Calcinaaia Vin Santo and Biscotti, that was one of the most magnificent pairings imaginable. “Wow? What a meal?” , Needless to say, “It was the most memorable meals of my entire life. One I shall never forget. Thank Goodness I do have one nice picture of the meal. It is of me, in the dining room of Villa Calcinaia. “I wish I had more.” Thank God I do have at least that one.
We finished lunch, thanked the brothers for such a wonderful time, and we bid then adieu. We hopped in the car, and made our way to Panzano. We’d meet Giovanni Manetti, nibble on Salami, and taste their amazing wines. The wines of Fontodi : Chianti, Chianti “Vigne del Sorbo,” Flaccinella, and Vin Santo.
“What a day?”
Daniel Bellino Zwicke
January 1, 2025