...Pescosolido this morn. Along our route found a tiny market, ya know the ones the size of some folks bathrooms, served the entire village, small yet delicious bread, cheese and prosciutto still available. Pescosolido is the real deal. Nothing touristy! Structures from 1187 and cobble streets all dotting a hillside next to Abruzzi National Park. Another tiny market in town proper had Roma tomatoes out front, which we were lacking. Inside a local Father was laughing w/ the store keeper. He pulled out a 10 euro bill and raised it up with definite question in his action. Kindness from behind the counter waived it off-out the door-up the steps to the church. Off he went smiling w/ his plastic bag full of goodies and 10 euros. Someone should let the Father in on the re-use of canvas bags. 0.15 euros of tomatoes then 1 euro for a beer of Marina's liking and we had la fresca style lunch atop a marble bench while local men relentlessly went on about seemingly crucial/useless conversation.
7 p.m. was our departure time to La Quercia del Baronia, for a second time, which meant us and one adorable little puppy could say excited hellos thru a metal gate along our walk. Marina was looking forward to pasta this evening, Baronia's chef schooled in England and Paris, delighted our palates once again. Ravioli w/ cheese and pear topped w/ almond sauce. Gnocchi w/ spinach, mint, lemon, lime and ginger. Wow what delights!
European cheek kisses exchanged w/ gracious Anna Maria saying "You are so kind!".
Not that you would choose to visit Sora or Pescosolido on your visit to Italy, BUT if you did take the 2 plus hour bus ride to the end of road, visit La Quercia del Baronia, disappointment will not find you.
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