I usually wait a few days after the actual date to commemorate my birthday, but seeing as I’m rather chuffed with myself for eating a sensible breakfast, I had to pull out the camera. Peperonata, scrambled egg, freshly baked apricot croissant, and cappuccino. There are more white hairs on my head but I am totally okay with turning another year older!
What gives? Since the start of this month it has been 70-76°F during the day and the air is so warm that a load of laundry is completely dried before the sun goes down. I’m stocked up on holiday baking supplies, a truckload of firewood is on the way, and yet…and yet it feels as if I should be putting the mosquito screens back into place and planning meals around leafy salads and iced tea. Make me a mojito, it feels like early summer in the chestnut forest.
Only that it isn’t summer, it’s fall, and with fall comes all the really good stuff like…
Truffles – this photo was actually taken last year when we ordered black ones through our favorite supermarket. They’re nothing compared to the white truffles in Piemonte, but they’re easier on the wallet. No time to attend any tartufo fairs this season but there’s a lot of truffle products (butter, cream, oils, etc) on store shelves right now.
Figs – honestly, I thought fig season was over. I adore figs. Weekends are the only time when we do breakfast, and it’s always something speedy. Fruit, nuts, ricotta, whole-grain bread and cappuccino. Sometimes it’s pancakes or waffles, appetites willing.
and the best part of fall… sagra events. The last weekend of October and the first weekend of November in Pizzighettone, Lombardy are the set dates for Fasulin de l’oc cun le cudeghe. Tender black-eyed peas with pork skin in a thick, hearty soup. We’ve gone a couple times since our first experience in 2006 but I never updated with a post. Things have changed (in a good way) especially for dog owners. A full report tomorrow.
I won’t go into detail on how much water we’ve had since the beginning of November, but I will say that despite the wet weather, it’s relatively high and dry here in the chestnut forest. Today (and supposedly tomorrow) comes as a welcome respite from incessant rain. Saturday the splish-splash starts all over again. Sunshine, oh how you’ve been missed!