Procacci 1885 — Restaurant in Florence

Lunch at Procacci Firenze was an unforgettable experience, a true celebration of refined flavors and warm hospitality. From the moment I arrived, Lauro and his attentive team made me feel genuinely welcomed, their graciousness setting the perfect tone for the meal.

To start, the Franciacorta was the ideal aperitif—elegant, crisp, and refreshing, it paired beautifully with the fresh, briny oysters. The combination was both indulgent and effortlessly sophisticated.

For the main event, the tartufo pasta was a revelation. Rich, velvety, and aromatic, each bite was infused with the deep, earthy flavors of truffle, showcasing the kitchen’s masterful touch.

Every detail, from the service to the perfectly balanced dishes, reflected Procacci Firenze’s dedication to excellence. It was a meal I will remember fondly and eagerly...

This is an excellent little wine bar. The wine isn't crazy expensive for a glass and they have small snacks to take the edge off.

My guess is that this spot is on the tours however so it's not a rare find or even a local spot. However if you're looking for a place to take bae without breaking the bank, this place works. The vibe is good and it is within a more expensive area of Florence.

Four glasses of wine and four sandwiches came out to €32. A small price for a moment to set down her shopping bags, get off your feet and crush the Instagram game. There's enough wall mirrors for the angles you need for that new profile pic. She'll love you, your instragram feed will love you and you'll love yourself for doing some proper research. Go get em' tiger, you...

Stopped by for drinks in late afternoon. As we left, my wife felt one of her earrings come out, and heard it drop on the sidewalk, by our outside table. Despite knowing just when it dropped out, my wife and I could not find the earring. Our waiter, and the couple beside helped us look. No luck it had VANISHED. We paid couldn’t see where we had not looked and prepared to leave. At this point the manager took over the investigation. Listened to what we told him, and started to look. We gave up and walked toward our hotel. A minute after we left the manager came running after us. He had found it hiding somewhere under a table leg. He had kept looking even after we had given up. Thank you!!!!!!! A nice gold earring bought in Madrid. P. S. Drinks...