Local souvenir · Florence
Cantucci are not sweets. They are resilience. They are dry, hard, uncompromising. They do not melt. They do not give in. They must be faced. Not indulged. In Firenze, sweetness does not comfort. It sustains. The cantuccio is not made to please — it is made to last. To sit in pockets, drawers, cupboards. To accompany, not to fill. It is a biscuit that does not ask for attention. It asks for time.