I have not intentionally abandoned our readers these past few weeks, but I made the unwise decision to leave my laptop at home and rely on my wife’s iPad with a Bluetooth keyboard plus my iPhone. The keyboard never worked, my iPhone fell to a hard floor and is worthless, and access even to the iPad has been a bit limited.
We have enjoyed our week on a farm outside Spello and with Mark Beesley and our son Garret we have visited—in addition to Spello—Gubbio, Bevagna, Montefalco, Lago Trasimeno, and Spoleto. Mark has done all the driving, which has made it a very easy week for me.
Chef Garret, whom we put on the train to Diumixino Airport this morning, cooked up a storm, and his chicken, rabbit, and pork roasts were wonderfully simple. The local ingredients even in the supermercato are better than what can be found in the best American gourmet butcher shops, and the lady who owns this farm—mostly olives and grapes—gave us the run of her garden rich in salad greens and herbs.
Since we had eaten a large pranzo at a restaurant (Il Pentagramma) where my menu had been signed by “Don Matteo”—the actor Terence Hill who plays the detective priest in the Italian TV show we have been watching—The chef made us a large antipasto for cena, which we washed down with two bottles of Grechetto and two Montefalco reds. We have been drinking both the mixed reds and the pure Sagrantino for nearly two weeks. The price has ranged from 6 to 35 euros, though at a wine tasting we had glasses of a wine we were assured cost 70to a hundred elsewhere, though he was willing who part with it by the case for only 55 per bottle. Even the cheapest were better than anything I drink in an average week, and two or three bottles produced no per cent being normal for reds. But the depth of the wines can hold the high alcohol.
To be continued