Castello di Monleone
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... hungry, and a very busy little place seems like a likely spot to feast on Italian delights. This is exactly our kind of place, no one speaks English, the menu is on a blackboard and has only 4 items on it, none of which we understand and the place is alive with people talking, eating and drinking. We take pot luck with the ordering and I am treated to what can only be described as a delicious cheesy ham rice pie, and Martin has pasta with fish.
We were ...
... translates to "cherry-like," and that is what it tastes like--cherries! Mosciame is a very special item that we had yet to see here. I have had it many times at Incanto (my restaurant in San Francisco), as the chef makes his own from time to time. It is salt-cured tuna loin, kind of like a salami made from tuna. At Raibetta it was shaved very very thinly and served with raw tomatoes and dried oregano. The tuna was fishy and salty in all the right ways, and it ...
... church at the top of town this morning, quite a rise in elevation that gave us the vantage of eventually looking out at tremendous vistas. Walkways and roads built one small stone at a time, become worn after 500 or 600 years.
Sometimes called the Italian Riviera, it has a flow of people from all over the world moving through,
spending a few days hiking, eating or resting. The first day here we ate lunch with a couple from Oslo, wonderful ...
When trying to think of a novel start to this blog (or
should that be ‘start of a novel…!!!) Roisin suggested that we begin our
journey from work. If it wasn’t for my bad back I would have jumped up and down
with glee for this was a splendid idea. (5 lines in and I’ve started to write
in the style of Enid Blyton!!!)
Due to my bad back, Roisin packed both cases and dragged
them down stairs and loaded them in to the car. On ...
... called Marina Piccola. I had a very expensive lunch (for backpacker standards anyway) of fresh anchovies with olive oil and lemon, and a home made spaghetti with fresh muscles and clams. It was delicious and you could taste the freshness!
After lunch I had a short lye in the sun ...