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I’m Suffering from Gelato Withdrawal. . .

Finally, here is the much-awaited Italy Travel Blog. Due to high public demand, I’m putting out this one before the Chartres “1000th Anniversary of the Commissioning of the Cathedral” Medieval Festival that took place the week before I left for vacation, so stay posted for the Medieval Blog to come out probably next weekend. I really should write these blogs more often because I end up with so much to put in them they become very long - so here’s another long one, sorry!

I'm Suffering From Gelato Withdrawal

Lisa Damico
2007-03-08 19:53:32

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about persimmons is that, at least in the US, they have to go through at least 3 frosts before they're ready to eat, or else you eat one and your whole mouth feels like it's covered in fur. . a really strange feeling. The only thing that makes it worth the suffering of eating an unripe persimmon is if you're my Dad, and you can keep a straight face and pretend the persimmon is actually very ripe and delicious so that all of your daughters will then eat the unripe persimmon as well. You would think we would learn our lesson after the first time. Fortunately these persimmons, in addition to being three times the size of the ones I'm used to eating, were ripe and very delicious. (It was a good thing I liked them because in his excitement at seeing a great deal on cachi Paolo purchased two crates ~ 18 cachi in each, for us to eat in the following days; unfortunately I was unable to consume my allotted 6 cachi a day and thus some went bad).

Spent Friday afternoon walking around downtown Milan with Paolo and then Roberto invited us over for dinner at his place at 8. In true Italian fashion we started with a course of pasta, a shape of noodles I'd never seen before with pesto, and then Roberto made a delicious potato, carrot and nutmeg quiche, followed by a course of white wine and real jamón Serrano that his brother had sent him from Spain and homemade chocolate muffins topped with a Marsala cream sauce for dessert. At no point while in Italy was I lacking for good food. After a great dinner, the only thing left to do on a Friday night was to go out! Roberto took us to a place called "Goganga" where we danced the night away until 2 AM. Although totally worth it, this late night fun made getting up the next morning for the hour & and 1/2 drive to Sestri Levante, where Roberto's & Paolo's families have beach apartments, a little rough, not that I can complain, I slept the whole way there in the backseat. :)

Got to Sestri, put on our bathing suits, ...