Amore and Amaretti: A Tale of Love and Food in Italy
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"L'appetito vien mangiando!" or "Appetite comes while you are eating." Vicky arrives in Tuscany to study the language and culture of Italy, but soon falls in love with charismatic chef Gianfranco and starts to learn the art of Italian cooking in his trattoria. On Sunday nights, after benches are stacked on tables, they explore the countryside by car, passing glassy lakes and ancient hill towns. This colorful and intoxicating gastro-memoir takes you behind the scenes of romantic restaurants and bars in Tuscany, Umbria, Elba, and Perugia. Interspersed with recipes, humor, and heartbreak, it will leave you entranced and with a hankering for tagliatelle and truffles.
being me. Now that would be progress. In August, everyone heads to either the seaside or the mountains. Florence is almost deserted, with most businesses closed behind the ubiquitous green shutters. Gianfranco and Cinzia leave for their days off. They have decided to close the restaurant for five days to go to the Isle of Giglio, where Cinzia’s parents own a house. Ignazio heads off to Yugoslavia with a group of mates and I elect to stay behind at Spedaluzzo in luxurious solitude. I read and
likes me; twenty-five years of untrustworthy men behind me enable me to retort that, since we have never had a conversation, I find it difficult to believe. Nonetheless, his attentions are flattering – I also suspect his untrustworthiness is part of his charm. He is tall and skinny with a moustache that droops, baggy eyes and a husky cigarette voice; his energy and self-confidence make me look forward to his visits, despite Gianfranco’s words of caution. Of course he is married, a minor detail
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clearly been upset by the whole incident too, but who possesses such integrity and loyalty that he is barely quivering. I have never seen him more magnificent; he takes my breath away. Emilio seems to melt, and then he is gone. There are so many things about this restaurant that I love. It seems to be the perfect Chianti experience – its cosy interior with fresh flowers and beautiful glassware on each lunch-laid table; tiny candles in containers and pot plants and intimate corners; the dusty
tables piled high with cheap, bright clothing. This is a side of elegant Perugia I never knew and, while she selects garments for a twenty-three-year-old daughter she never sees, I am trying on endless pairs of jeans and shirts whose prices are laughable. We browse through a dreary downmarket department store, where, bored, I wait for Natasha to finish a long conversation in Russian with another couple, then attempt to persuade me to buy kitschy knick-knacks as coming-home gifts for my family