Podere Sant'Angelo
Travel Blogs from Roccalbegna
On the road again!
... through some pretty, quaint places. Once again coming across plenty of hunters! Not sure what they are hunting, but some wee using dogs. Fox? Certainly not bears or cougars here. We discovered a whole end of this town we didn't know was here last night, so now that the laundry is done - it was right next door, we are off to explore, and who knows maybe shop! Ciao for ...
Buona Serata Toscana
... parents, who wanted her to get married rather than become a nun. She was obsessed with Francis and his teachings of poverty, simplicity and humility. The feeling was apparently mutual, as one night Frankie got a bunch of his monk brothers together, 'rescued' Clare, and protected her from her family so that she could live a religious life under his rules and tutelage. The two lived the rest of their lives in common devotion to their religion and ...
To Montalcino via Pienza
... poured generously spoke of each wine in great detail. She was going to school to be a sommelier. How cool to be so young, knowing already your passion in life and making it happen so quick. We left with two bottles, their Brunello and a Merlot that was out of this world. Lauri bought a book written by the owner which we both will enjoy reading. We took some pictures including one with Alessandra and made our way back to the car with a feeling of great satisfaction. So ...
Dinner last night in Montepulciano
... salad, she had the ravioli for her secondi. We totally skipped antipasto. We shared dolce which is dessert. One Tiramisu which we tried ordering at other places but they were always out. This one was delizioso! We decided against the coffee which usually comes next because most of us have had a hard time sleeping after the strong coffee at the end of the night. We got the bill and found it to be nothing compared to what ...
A day in Montepulciano
... first tasting, we knew it would be all down hill after. We decided to go up into town, Lauri was squirming to get her photography-freak on. Parking was a snap as we knew that meters only accepted our coins and not our cards, no chip! We walked by shops which Lauri entered as I wandered ahead, still keeping an eye on each other. Had to walk up a very steep stone road to get to the main Piazza and once their found a little bar to sit, ...