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Ever wonder what it's like to live in an ancient Italian hill town? Without leaving your chair, get a taste of Piemonte, Italy, where the food is amazing, the wine is world class and the people, young and old, are beautiful, gracious and welcoming.
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Letters from a 300 year old Italian farmhouse: The Piazza culture and why it matters. (opens the original)
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Welcome to the Piazza!It is a rare morning in Italy, especially on the first weekend of fall, that is not made better by a leisurely coffee in the local piazza, one like Monforte’s Piazza Umberto. When we were debating whether or not to take the leap and live here some 12 years ago, this lovely piazza played a big part in our decision. Nestled at the foot of the towering medieval old town, I loved how the uneven cobblestones underfoot forced me to slow my pace a bit, and take in the beating hear
Letters from a 300 year old Italian farmhouse: I am sticking with focaccia. (opens the original)
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If at first you don’t succeed, try focaccia.This has been another extraordinary week from the get go.It began with a last minute decision to dine at Da Felicin, a storied garden restaurant tucked behind the main piazza in Monforte d’Alba. Actually, we thought that we had reservations elsewhere, but arrived at that trattoria to find it closed. (This is not the first time we have made a mistake like this, but who is counting?) Since we already had our nice clothes on, we took a gamble and stopped
Letters from a 300 year old Italian farmhouse. Amazing Grapes.... (opens the original)
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Diary of a winemaker’s partner.Monday: Took in a few bunches of grapes to the lab this morning to test for the sugar count. Waited impatiently, pacing all day, then finally received word that we had an astounding 265 solids per liter! We had been keeping our fingers crossed this year for higher sugar, but, yikes, 265 could yield a wine close to 16%!! This is going to be interesting. We will be picking first thing in the morning! I go to bed with a passel of butterflies in my stomach.Tuesday: Sho
Letters from a 300-year-old Italian farmhouse. The song of the earth. (opens the original)
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Is it harvest yet? Time for “hands worn with labor to gather warmth and beauty?”Surely, it is not just me, just now, caught right smack between endings and beginnings. Between a weirdly hot summer and any real sign of autumn. I am feeling a bit lost, like a free radical of some kind.I am holding a fat, purply bunch of grapes in my hand and wondering if they are ready for plucking, or if tomorrow or a week from now, or even later, would be a better time to pick, pondering which exact moment will
Letters from a 300-year-old Italian farmhouse. Change of plans, a change of season. (opens the original)
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It is so nice to be here with you again.I arrived back home in Piemonte last evening after a hastily organized trip to California for the past twelve days. It was not the Ferragosto holiday I would have otherwise enjoyed. It was to be with my brother as he orchestrated a Celebration of Life for Megan, his wife of fifty years—my sweet, witty, wonderful sister in law who passed quite suddenly. She was a teacher, so of course, I am certain she went straight to heaven. If you had attended high schoo
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