Where: a few miles down the mountain in Monte Marenzo. Pizzoccheri is a toothsome dish made with buckwheat pasta, cabbage, potato, cheese and lots of butter, and while it’s something that we only ever eat during winter, pair italian food + plenty of folks in a communal dining setting and we are so THERE. I had seen the big banner sign for this event last year, yet even if this is the 2nd edition for Pizzoccherata & Sciatt, I don’t feel right about labeling it as a sagra since it’s connected with Telethon. We don’t come across many fundraisers for muscular dystrophy research, but a worthy cause is made even worthier with good food and drink, so go we must!
Good intentions aside, after attacking 2/3rds of my butter-drenched pizzoccheri, I began to feel light-headed. Must’ve been the wine. Thank goodness for a husband who can step in and finish the job (a man sitting next to us encouraged me to eat the rest but I simply could not!). It was too hot and stuffy in the oratory, the dogs barely had room to move around, so we took the pork sausage sandwich back home and voila! my appetite reappeared. Just as well that we left – this panino was much better with some extra fixin’s.