Enough with the pasta. Enough with the pizza. Enough with the porchetta and the piadene and the polenta and all of the other (phantastic) Italian dishes that start with the letter “p.” We want a break!
Chef Ron made it happen tonight, and made it look soooooo facile (easy). He whipped up shrimp fajitas and we *devoured* them. Delicioso! Grazie, Ronaldo!
For our first Thanksgiving at Tutto Doppio, we were fortunate to have G’s babbo Ron, along with friends Chris and Andrew. We pushed the festivities back a day, and then spent it baking, grilling and roasting in the forno al legno (wood-burning oven). The menu:
- Pizza (2 onion, 1 zucchini, 1 sausage & mushroom)
- Grilled steak (just to tide us over)
- Roasted suckling pig, stuffed with sausage, onion and rosemary
- Roasted potatoes with garlic and rosemary
- Roasted tomatoes with garlic
- Freshly baked bread
- Local red wines
Kudos to my pig-roasting amico, Andrew, for technical advice and moral support! A fantastic first outing roasting a pig.
After our harvest but before putting our wine into the barrel, San Pietro took us to a vendemmia festa that’s been a tradition for the last ten years. It’s a full-day event, starting with two small harvests at different vineyards (friends of SP’s who donate the grapes), and ending with a slow-rolling meal and grape crushing – foot style.
This is a group of friends who have a place on the other side of Ripatransone from us. Very rustic, and totally relaxing. We watched the kids crush the grapes, looked around the place, and even helped by making a bit of the pasta. TONS of fun!
Sometimes your friends’ friends make you scratch your head and ask, “How could *they* be a friend of [ insert good friend’s name here]. But other times the head scratching is about why you’ve never met the friend of your friend before.
We had THE BEST time with Natalie and Bernie, who until the moment they arrived were only friends of a friend. After a quick 24 hour stay with us, however, we’re now like family. We had a great time – seafood for lunch down at the sea, then dinner back at Tutto Doppio, with lots of talking and shared chores in between – that came to an end all too quickly.
In fact, we were having so much fun that we forgot to get a picture of Bernie. Either that, or he’s in the Federal Witness Protection Program. I am sure not going to be the one to say.
We miss you guys!
San Pietro invited me to a sunrise performance led by his friend Giorgio. Giorgo is an accomplished Italian actor, but this morning served admirably as director of a really amazing performance. The cast sang, spoke, and even danced a bit in the sea, leading us down the beach from scene to scene. I can’t say that I fully understood the storyline… but I have that problem even when the lines are all in English.
It was a spectacular morning, and even more so for theater. Bravi!
We really got a kick out of this email exchange between a friend of ours and her sister about whether they should come visit us on the farm. (Note: I’ve redacted the names and potty mouth language, in case Dad sees this entry. For the rest of y’all, I think “WTFY” is a nice shorthand for “absolutely.”)