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Mushrooms and wine

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After coffee and pastry, we intended to visit some markets and vineyards. We have yet to figure out the code for finding farmer’s markets like we can easily find in Paris or Montreal. Winding up the hill away from Montepulciano, we passed a man selling mushrooms (porcini) out of a truck. We planned to catch him on the way back. At Totona, we saw signs for a Coop. Not knowing any better we followed the signs which led us to a fantastic supermarket. Suddenly we had fresh vegetables, a cheese selection worthy of the best gourmet store at home, a butcher, and more than a wine shop. We picked up a few things and headed out, back the way we came, trying to find wineries we say on the way to Assisi. We stopped at the porcini truck. The man who appeared to know no English did not understand hand gestures. It took some effort not to have a massive bag of mushrooms.
Rewinding our way to Montepulciano, we returned to our apartment, where Cindy and Sally prepared lunch. I was trying to type up notes for this blog and research ahead for our next stay in Sorrento. I still need to figure out if we need a COVID test to fly out. We are having a great trip and have mixed feelings about it coming to an end. A good hug from the dog would be nice.

After lunch, we headed out again. I had been thinking about the road of death the day before. I wanted a video, but not sure my passengers would agree. Sally was the cameraperson we headed off, but I decided to try this from memory. A bad decision. At the church, I turned right and then ignored the dead-end sign (too excited with the filming and just a brain failure) and turned down the narrow way which progressively grew smaller. When I saw the handrail for stairs, the mistake dawned on me. We backed out of the hole, turned around, and headed down the correct way to the tunnel and on. There was a great deal of laughter.

We found the right road, and within a few kilometers, we found a vineyard. Luckily we arrived to find a couple from Chicago who wanted the same. It seems that advanced reservations were needed, but since we all spoke the same language, the woman agreed to a quick wine tasting. My partners decided that I was to barely taste as the designated driver then throw the rest in a bucket.

After tasting and buying a bottle of Rose, we headed home, ready to just sit down. At the apartment, Cindy took a nap while Sally and headed out for shopping. Sally bought scarves while I bought Italian leather pocketbooks for the granddaughters.

We sat around for a while, but I was still feeling a little stressed. In the end, we opened the bottle of wine Sally bought at the wine cellar.

Later on, we went out for supper at a restaurant/wine store. The meal was perfect but since we had already had wine before supper, buying a bottle with supper was excessive. Half the bottle went home.

Posted by Deuxenvacances 08:08 Archived in Italy

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