There were hills enough in Urbino to prepare for salute as a Sherpa, but instead my group came back to sear off osso Bucco, and cover it with a soffritto of onion, celery and garlic and a bottle of white wine. We had a first course of saffron risotto, and finished with tiramisu. tonight is Montavarchi to wander through the olive groves, dip our toes in the Prada outlet and dine with the Bonci family. I got a phone call yesterday to make it was made perfectly clear that we will eat until 8:45 and then we will move with all friends and neighbors to the closest big screen tv for the partita of the Germany/Italy future. On my way now to buy a leg of lamb to throw on a grill over an open fire for lunch.