Carolyn and Gerry are visiting from NYC.  We had pizza for lunch and dinner yesterday.  Had no intentions of a pizza marathon, but there it was, and there we were.  In between, biciclettas (campari, white wine and thick slice of fresh orange and a side of fizzy water) at Bar Sandri in the middle of the main drag of Perugia.  This morning they have gone to Umbertide market and so our dinner tonight will be whatever they are moved by, thrown on the grill, back up here at Corgna.  We’ll sit by the cypress and watch the wild boar run from plum tree to plum tree in the field below.