We had chicken with prunes and grapefruit at the villa behind the most formidable of all the stone walls in the valley. Chiara changed it up on us and it was delicious all the same. we had lettuce from the garden. Dessert was a timbalo (drum) of alternating lady,s fingers, white and dyed red with chemens pressed against the edges and filled with custard. I,m not as crazy about chemens as the rest of Italy, but it looks marvelous. The ever patient and retired army sergeant from Sri Lanka, dressed in white gloves and coat to help with the meal, was rumored to want to go back to his homeland to open a vacation spot. I can only imagine that the beauty of Italy wears as thin as a fly,s wing when it,s a means to an end.
this morning we are sleeping in.