Lazio: Private lunch and Pasta Making
Oh, writing about my travels is helping me relive the experience but it's wearing me out in a different way. At least my legs aren't tired. Nor is my back screaming! But emotionally, I'm toast!
So, after visiting Gandolfo we made our way back down the hill to our tour bus. It was time to take off for our pasta making lesson and private lunch at a farmhouse in Lazio.
I loved our tour guide, he reminded me so much of my grandpop Morati. He wore a pressed gray suit, a white dress and starched shirt, a tie and a tee shirt underneath. He also sported a bald head which grandpop never did intentionally. Grandpop was just thin haired and had what hair did grow was always trimmed into a neat hairdo. He was much younger than I, but he still reminded me of grandpop.
We traveled windy country roads, the tour guide jumped out and moved a barricade so we could drive through a street that was closed, and then finally, we arrived at the Ristorante.
a section in the back of the resturant
I encouraged Michael to take part in the pasta making. It was old hat to me, I had done it so many times when I was a young girl. Slap me, but I didn't take any photos of him rolling the dough.
The restaurant was at a beautiful farm and the inside was decorated just as lovely as theoutside of the place. All the tables were set with orange tablecloths.
tables of orange
We were served homemade bread (hard as a rock) bacon soaking in olive oil (no thanks) salad and then lasagna and little pasta in sauce. And of course some homemade wine. Everything was delicious but the bacon and the bread.
Did I mention it was hot? Inside, it had to be at least in the mid 80's. There wasn't a window open, and by the time we were done eating, I had melted. I excused myself from our table and went and sat outside under a canopy and caught a little breeze. I took a few photos of my Epiphanie Bags Ginger while I was out there and soon enough, Michael came out and joined me.
Ginger being posed
Stay tuned for tomorrow is our last port excursion in Italy. sniff sniff