I had perfectly good intentions to assail you with long-winded, colorful tales from my charmed visit abroad. I wanted you to feel the champagne warmth of those Umbrian sunsets and taste the earthy dust of black truffles on freshly hand-crafted strangozzi. I really did.
I also have two weeks’ worth of laundry to do.
Kindly forgive my jet-lagged brevity (and the lack of a new recipe), and let’s just assume for now that a picture is indeed worth a thousand words, shall we? (We can also assume that Italy is suffering a shortage of Montefalco Sagrantino, the blackberry-hued Umbrian vino rosso, and most varieties of its cured pork. I couldn’t help myself.)
Andiamo!
Caio Bella – Bellesimo! Yummy Yummy. Matt tells me he gained 10 pounds. I’m surprised it wasn’t more. He sure looks like a happy camper these days!
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