Our pre-holiday Friday snatch and grab snagged us the first of Marco Vichi’s Florentine crime series featuring Inspector Bordelli, a dedicated detective in his fifties in the sixties which, as it happens was our first exposure to the Holy Peninsula, so we can vouch for its general authenticity although not for its specific, as we have been many places in Italy but not to Florence. Yet. We’ll get there. Stephen Sartarelli translated, and the style is – well – translation, but it seems to work. We were profoundly soothed by Vichi’s decision to write in – not just real time – but real middle of August before tourism really took off hot as blazes with no screens real time. The story is a puzzle about how a rich recluse was done in through calculated exposure to a specific allergen. The detection is leisurely, and there is much food. What could be better?