Milan fashion week is all about the clothes, the glamour, the celebrities, sure, but it’s also about booze and tiny hors d’oeuvres passed around by ridiculously good-looking men in tuxedos. I am thankful for these hors d’oeuvres (and these men) because on days where Dora, our Market Director, and I ran around from appointment to appointment without any free time to get lunch, I survived on these tiny pieces of food. They were my very fancy sustenance.
Sure, #fashionpeople will not eat the tiny hors d’oeuvres, but I am not #fashionpeople. You give me a snack, and I will eat it. You give me a fancy snack, and I will eat it twice. Eventually, the waiters learned to make a beeline for me and after saying something like, “Well, if you insist!”, I grab one and eat it. Even though we don’t speak the same language, they know this is a funny thing I just said, because they are not insisting, and they laugh too. It’s all very charming and laid-back—very Italian. Here’s a culinary tour of everything I ate at fashion presentations in Milan from February 26 to March 1.
Apple sausage pigs in a blanket
A little piece of toast with goat cheese, tomato, and caviar.
A glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.
Tiny bagels with cream cheese and salmon.
A delicious ham and egg bite that was like if a croque monsieur and a quiche had a baby.
Tiny piece of bread with cheese and prosciutto.
A little sponge cake with apricot jam in the middle.
A cube of parmesan cheese with a drop of balsamic vinegar.
A little glass filled with minuscule cubed fruit salad, eaten with an appropriately tiny spoon.
A mini chocolate tarte with whipped cream and a berry on top.
The most delicious lemon shortbread cookies.
A bite of sweet potato and roast beef with a bit of pineapple on top.
A sushi roll of sea bass and a fruit. Possibly a grape?
A glass of freshly squeezed grapefruit juice.
A minuscule plate with three bites of risotto and mashed purple potato with a drizzle of olive oil, eaten with a tiny fork.
A special shout-out goes to the fine folk at Max Mara, who so kindly provided us with a lunchbox, yes, an actual lunchbox, with a prosciutto and cheese panini, an apple, a pear juice box, and a little brownie. You are forever in my heart.