Next to Milan’s Duomo, is Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II, a four-story glass-covered shopping arcade.
We sat down for our first of several coffees at the Campari Cafe, just inside the opening. The cappuccinos were the best these caffeine addicts had ever tasted. I’m not exaggerating. It was the best coffee I’d ever had. Sitting on the patio, we had front row seats for some great people watching. I am sure that people in Geneva and other places are just as interesting, but the culture is so private that you feel bad staring. In Milan, everyone is there to see and be seen, so it feels perfectly acceptable.
Campari was invented in this historic café. Giuseppe Verdi and Auturo Toscanini used to hangout here after a performance at the nearby La Scala Opera House.
Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II was built right after Italian unification in 1870 to be a showplace for modern Milan. This patriotic, art deco building still is.
Guiseppe Mengoni designed it, but tragically plummeted to his death from the scuffling just weeks before it was finished.
For good luck, locals (and tons of tourists) spin on one of the floor’s mosaics. The mosaic is of a bull, Milan’s symbol. You don’t just step on any part of it. You spin, grinding your foot into its, um, what’s the word for cojones in Italian? We saw over a dozen people do it. People walked out of their way to do a quick spin before continuing with their business.
I’m all for breaking some balls, but the extraordinary amount of wear and tear means that the poor bull gets a new set every few years. The ground is permanently indented there.