has arrived, and it’s always hard to say goodbye to the last group and I can never believe that it could be so lucky to have such a wonderful group of people again, and then lo and behold, they arrive.  I decided last night that we should make the pasta for the lasagna as thin as paper.  When it’s that thin, there is no need to boil the noodles before they go in the pan with the meat sauce, the bechemel and the Parmigiano.  It was a beautiful thing.  We had left over pecorini from the night before, which went in with the Parmigiano with massive success.

For tonight, I have no idea.  They have left for their whole day and into the night wine tour of a major part of Tuscany, so there is no class tonight, just dinner and candles and wine.  I will check at Trabalza’s, a butcher good enough to convert any good vegetarian. Sometimes you don’t know what you want until you see it.  I could go crazy and get sausages to grill over the fire and make wide nearly see through pancakes of chic pea flour studdes with rosemary.  Roasted tomatoes on the side.