This semester abroad is really about looking at life from a new perspective. Most of that is through looking at cultural differences between Italy and the U.S. One of the biggest differences is that of the culture surrounding food and meals.
While there are the stereotypical differences such as Italian have long meals while Americans go to McDonalds, Italy also has dozens of cultural eating traditions that are each unique in their own way.
All over the country a meal is more than sitting down at a restaurant and ordering from start to finish. It is a journey through which you may find your self in multiple establishments eating and drinking in a variety of ways. One aspect of this journey is the first stop or first stage in called Aperativo. In Rome you may go for an Aperativo at an Enoteca, in Florence you would go to a Vinaio, but in Venice you go to a Bacaro. The differences in these three types of pre-dinner eating and drinking stems from both cultural or traditionalistic and dialectic differences. In a enoteca in Rome you might go before dinner for Aperativo where you would find a spread of little snacks ranging from fried zucchini flowers (fiori di zucca frita) to fried Jewish Artichokes (Carciofi alla Giudia). These snacks at some places are free when you order drinks. This may be something you do before dinner. Enoteca are often open late and you can go anytime during the night, stretching their limited and light food selections into a meal.
In Venice a Bacaro's function is solely as a before dinner or before lunch drink and snack. In the evening Bacari are only open from 5:00 - 8:00, serving only as a before dinner or after work social de-stressing environment.
Although this is not their function we used these Bacari as a full meal hopping from one to the next getting a glass of wine and a different snack (chichetti in venetian).
All'Arco was our favorite Bacaro out of the eight or so we went to. We instantly knew that it was the place to go from the hoards of locals pouring in and out.

You would always order the house wine at each place which was always good. Glasses were extremely cheap and ranged from .80 euro to 1.50 euro. There are two wines that are specific to the region, Prosecco (Sparkling Italian wine) and fragollini. Fragollino is a digestif made from concord grapes. It is a little sweeter but not as sweet as a dessert wine and has the distinct taste of strawberries, hence the name Fragollino (Fragola is strawberry in Italian). Fragollini wines come in either red or white, the red being less sweet and quite pleasant.
Each Bacaro had their own set of chiccheti. This particular one was a whole shellfish with the head on, on a crostini with olive oil. When it's raw it's blue. It's kind of a cross between a prawn and a langoustine. Underneath was a vegetably eggplanty spread.
Each Bacaro had their own set of chiccheti. This particular one was a whole shellfish with the head on, on a crostini with olive oil. When it's raw it's blue. It's kind of a cross between a prawn and a langoustine. Underneath was a vegetably eggplanty spread.
There aren't any seats in these Bacari. Everyone is standing around with a snack in one hand a glass of wine in the other. It's more of a bar culture where everyone is served over a bar then socializes around it.
This one was a crostini with pancetta with sauteed radicchio and grated pecorino cheese.
Obviously since Venice is an island you find a plethora of seafood all over the city. Something that you see at almost every Bacari are these polpetti (baby octopus) cooked in its own ink, whole. They are really quite good. Salty, fishy but not unpleasantly so, and doused in a good amount of olive oil.
When we saw this we originally thought that it was going to be smoked salmon, but it was smoked tuna. It was so thinly sliced it practically melted on your tongue and was really surprisingly one of the better things we had all weekend.
Fried things seem to be quite popular in Venice. These tiny fried fish and shrimp were appealing because of their size. They were like little popcorn fritti misti. They could have been a little fresher but were quite good.
This is one of the more famous things that you find all over the island. It's whipped baccala with a little milk and olive oil (it's explained in the previous post on Dalla Marisa in more detail). But this rendition of it was okay. Again, just not that great. I still can't quite identify what the big fuss about this dish is.
This was at a new Bacari near All'Arco. They had quite a bit of seafood. Clockwise starting at twelve: Grilled shrimp, grilled squid, baby octopus in a tomato sauce, butterflied and grilled langoustine, roasted artichoke.
Again this is another Bacaro. You can really get the feel for the culture here of all the venetians coming in for a quick drink and a snack, standing around talking.
This place was into their toothpicked things. They had a small assortment of different things and their wine was quite good.
This was a spicy salami specific to this region.
Grilled zucchini and shrimp on a crostini.
This next place seemed to be into their fried things. They had a wide assortment of different fried seafoods.
We got their fried baccala which was good, but not amazing. It definitely needed salt.

Again this is another Bacaro. You can really get the feel for the culture here of all the venetians coming in for a quick drink and a snack, standing around talking.
This place was into their toothpicked things. They had a small assortment of different things and their wine was quite good.
This was a spicy salami specific to this region.
Grilled zucchini and shrimp on a crostini.
This next place seemed to be into their fried things. They had a wide assortment of different fried seafoods.
We got their fried baccala which was good, but not amazing. It definitely needed salt.




This was the real shocker of the night. None of us had seen or heard of this kind of dish before. Our roman professors had not even heard of it. It was a baccala and mussel lasagna. It was absolutely to die for. It was creamy and voluptuous without being overly rich. It was covered in olive oil and was delicious. We all licked our plates clean.














