The friends walk in groups of two or more abreast, arms locked, in an impossibly slow pace. The couples emerge on Sundays, mooching around, holding hands, erratically zig-zagging in the pavement, or abruptly stopping.
As I mentioned in an earlier post, the agroturismo we stayed on had kiwi trees, so it’s not surprising that the starter for one of the dinners was a platter with kiwi jam, fresh cheese, harder cheese, peach and… fresh kiwis!
We didn’t just spend our time in Italy eating food… we also had Italian lessons, in which we learnt about… food and drinks! 😂 Continue reading “A lesson on making pizzas”
On arrival to the agroturismo, we were offered an aperitivo, with olives, crisps, bread, cheeses, and white wine from the region, produced by a nearby vineyard.
After we had either opened our appetite or obliterated it with cheese, it was time to have dinner.
This was the opening, and I really liked its simplicity: bread, rosemary, olive oil and very mature figs. The combination of sweet and salty worked really well, and the rosemary added that extra complexity of aromas for a memorable snack.
✍🏼 Adding it to my list of “things to replicate at home” 🤓