If you live in a house on the side of a hill with forty sheep, twenty cows and unknown numbers of cinghiali and chickens, there will be flies. They come in heaves and droves. Every time an animal moves itself from one field to another more flies are born. It’s a stressor. Sometimes it’s best to eat out. We went to Girasole on the road to Umbertide. I had Chianina steak with olive oil and a squeeze of lemon. Strongozzi, which is like thick blankets of heavy pasta sliced into strips, and not recommended. And for dessert we drove to the Fizz Bar. Ice cream, grappa and pick up fuss ball.