Date night! Mia and Cara came over for the evening so Shi and I could get some very much needed alone time. We decided to stay close went to Umbertide. The city center was popping with a Friday night market and every bar and cafe bustling with Italians talking full volume and spilling out into the streets. We started at a quaint wine bar that was run by the sweetest woman who welcomed us with big smiles, and two very full glasses of Super Tuscan. Italy does it right too. After we got our wine they showed up with a complimentary meat and cheese board and snacks. Get it together America. This is how you do it! From there it was into the heart of Umbertide for dinner at San Giorgio, a modernist restaurant built into an ancient castle. It too was packed with well dressed hipster like Italians who smoke like chimneys and had their babies with them out past 11. The food was life changing, one of note was a deconstructed cappelletti where the sauce was on the inside, and the cheese on the outside. Eating fresh-made pasta every day is going to take its toll, but for now, I can’t stop.
This capped off a great week for us. On Wednesday we didn’t leave the house all day. It was actually incredible and everything we needed. Poolside baby.
Thursday we snuck out to Florence to do a little Ikea shopping for our house and add to its charm. Met the Camerotas for a quick drink at ChiChi’s then grabbed a massive filet mignon from the butcher for less than 20 euros. The strangest thing about the meat here and we’re still getting used to it, is that their cows are free range. And when I say free range, I mean they are basically wild cows. They don’t feed them, cage them, give them shots or fatten them; they are literally cows that you would hunt as a caveman. What that does to the meat adds incredible flavor, but, makes them a whole lot less tender. AKA our tenderloin wasn’t tender. Thankfully the house we’re staying in has a meat slicer (yes, an industrial meat slicer) so we shaved the slices insanely thin and it was perfect.
Waking up Friday morning from our meat coma we burned some calories playing pool games until noon, then went to Big Booty Bob Park (our kids named it that 5 years ago) also named Monterci, and had the most brilliant lunch of fresh pasta and local craft beer. The beer was so good that Shiloh went in and bough me a bunch of it for the house.
All in all, a pretty perfect way to start off our first week at our home for the next 4 months. Today, I plan on doing nothing at all until dinner, where we are going to the Camerotas for their famous curry.
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