From the time I touched down in Florence I was craving a salad.
I needed veggies. Stat.
After finding my apartment and getting slightly acquainted with my new home, I went to the little bistro downstairs to enjoy some WiFi and my first Florentine meal. The salad was ample and my body was thankful.
Knowing the craving would return, though, I set off for the market. With my ridiculously little Italian, I thought it would be quite the adventure.