It’s Saint Martin’s day today,
and one of the most great Italian poets from the 19th century, Giosuè Carducci,
wrote a poem dedicated to this day, called “San Martino” which begins:
La nebbia agli irti colli piovigginando sale…
“Drizzling, the fog the steep hills climbs…”
Fog?????
Not this year, for sure, in Cortona!
We are enjoying a very unusual weather for this time of year: warm and sunny.
It’s like September but with yellow leafs on trees!
I know it’s not good, but I’m secretly glad the bad weather’s been put off for a while..
Castagne alla brace.
Also, without fog, you can fully enjoy the beautiful autumn colours of our hills, and nobody says you can’t bake those amazing chestnuts you find in the woods and eat them along with some delicious mulled wine…
Plus, with the good weather our people have already been able to pick their olives and make the long-awaited,
new,
incredibly green,
prickly
olive oil.
Bruschetta all'olio nuovo.
I’M HUNGRY.
