The hotel organized (and one of the clerks did) a tour yesterday that most of the Palazzo guests participated in.
We toured the olive mill where the clerk gets her olives pressed, then a formal gardens that the local cardinal had built 300 years ago, then gelato and back to her mom and dads place to cook and then eat a typical dinner. When we got there the pizza was coming off the wood grill. Thin dough, some with sliced onions, some with thin sliced potatoes and rosemary, and some with cherry tomatoes. MMMM good.
By cooking, some made the bolognese sauce, and the rest of us made pasta. No pasta machine for us. Hand mixed, hand rolled, hand cut. Then quickly cooked and devoured, since it was past 10 by the time we got to that. White wine, red wine, lemoncello to end the evening. Mama and a family friend supervised us. Hopefully I will be able to remember enough to recreat it at home.
We ended with cake and the lemoncello and a ride back to the hotel after midnight. I slept in till the siren at 8. Today one of Rick Steves favorite hill towns.
We are beginning to understand the Dolce Vita. And thanking our lucky stars we have 4 weeks in Italy. We can take our time, if we see it we do, if we don't, that's ok. Not killing myself to see everything on my list.
Anne
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