Skiing was a lot of fun. The sun was shining, the snow was ok and we ran into a bunch of friends. When we came off the slopes around 4.30, our friends Marco and Dolly invited us up to their apartment where they have prepared hot chocolate and a bunch of really good food.
Well, my boys can work up an appetite, especially when lunch is a tailgate picnic served at 11.30 a.m. and they have been skiing for 4 hours.
They wolfed everything that poor Dolly had carefully prepared in a matter of minutes.
Needless to say, their appetite had been satiated and my poor pork roast is sad and lonely in the fridge. All they asked for was some fruit salad.
I instead ate the delicious cabbagey soup. I added some rice to liven it up some.
Those ingrates....
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
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Fontona?
Where's Fontona? Fontona is a small village between Monterosso al Mare and Levanto, Italy. After living for 18 years in the historic center of Monterosso in the Cinque Terre, we decided to pack up and move to the countryside. We are less than 15 minutes from the main piazza of Monterosso but far away from the crowds.
Not much goes on in Fontona, Mass on Sundays and sometimes the Boy Scout troop hikes by. We are content to wait for the spring violets, spot our resident hawks and decide what to make for dinner.
Not much goes on in Fontona, Mass on Sundays and sometimes the Boy Scout troop hikes by. We are content to wait for the spring violets, spot our resident hawks and decide what to make for dinner.


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