Permanent and temporary food markets are aplenty in the bustling city of food, but Mercato delle Erbe is the largest covered one. Teeming with life and housed in a handsome building with high ceilings, elevated windows and ironwork, you would never guess that this market has been resurrected twice. Mercato delle Erbe opened in 1910 in a newly built edifice only to be bombed three decades later during the Second World War – like much of the northwestern area of the city. After lengthy rebuilding, it reopened four years after the war’s end. In 2014, the eastern and western wings of the market were renovated, changing a number of shops and stands into restaurants, bars and quick bites, and extending opening hours into the wee hours of the night.
Definitely start with fresh produce. Navigating your way through the central market hall and its two rows of fruit and vegetable stands is like walking through a lavish Renaissance still life. Take a word of advice from the vendors themselves: shop around. Everything is on display with clearly written prices, so let yourself be guided by what inspires you. Just remember that goods are sold by the kilo and not by the pound! If you see etto written anywhere that means 100 grams (or about a 1/4 of a pound). Shopping where you don’t speak the language can be a little intimidating, but if worse comes to worst, you can at least point to the apple that has caught your eye and hold up your fingers to indicate how many you’d like. Some things are still universal.
Out back on Via Belvedere you’ll find all manner of bars for aperitivo adventures. It gets really crowded on warm evenings and is a choice location for observing local fauna. Bar Mercato has a smart selection of wines and can serve up a delightful Martini made with Hendricks gin. Looking for something quieter but with more mixology? Try Bizarre, a 12 seater cocktail boutique with a prettily designed interior.
Mercato delle Erbe: Via Ugo Bassi 25 – Open Monday to Thursday from 7 AM to Midnight, and Friday and Saturday from 7 AM to 2 AM.
Juggling nuance between Italian and English, Tatiana lights up her five-burner kitchen top with nostalgia for American food, Bologna-inspired fare and cross-cultural inventions. She and her husband endlessly debate on cooking with or without a recipe. Their son just hopes that dinner will either be plain or have chocolate in it.
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