How visitors to Venice figured out how to move around the city before Google Maps is beyond me. Turn right, then left, then right, then over 4 bridges…and then don’t forget where you came from because you need to get back there at the end of the day. It all works out in the end. Somehow you always find your way back. But over 4 days we must have passed Boresso three dozen times. Finally, on our last morning in Venice, we decided to stop in for breakfast.
We set up on one of two tables outside. The other was occupied by two older men who obviously come here every single morning, perhaps even multiple times during the day. They quickly get deep into a conversation about a mutual friend who made a stupid decision, “stupid” one kept repeating, “very stupid” the other one kept replying. Inside, a wide selection of pastries and cichetti coexist on the counter. The owner of the café, a large white dog, is asleep on the floor, blocking the way of patrons who quite honestly are not fussed. The dog has delegated running the café to the humans who are doing an amazing job, all of them very friendly and easy going.
When the weather is nice, you aren’t in a rush, you have a good table to sit on and a pastry to eat, any hot chocolate frankly will be pretty good. I don’t know what was in this one other than that, on this particular morning, it was very nice, even maybe with a hint of ginger. It was likely just a sweetened cocoa powder mix, but I decided not to look into it further. Why ruin a perfectly fine moment.
Boresso, Salizada San Stae, 1908, Venice Italy. Open 7am to 8pm.
