We walked down the main street, Casa Cavour, looking for a restaurant we had eaten in this past March. It had been a great meal and we hoped to repeat it or at least come close. Walking down the hill we found the restaurant and while it did not have the same €12 menu, we decided to eat there. I saw POLENTA and FUNGHI together and that was enough for me. Oh yes, cinghale…the wild boar too.
Inside it looked the same, and I do believe our waitress was the same on we'd had before. No photo of her though. Two men went in just ahead of us but otherwise it was very quiet. I do wonder how the restaurants make a go of it with so few customers.
He had the roast sausage and potatoes, and I did share that cinghale with him tho I ate a good bit too with my polenta.
A very good meal, but not the great bargain we'd had before. Still….nice to find a place we had in our memory bank. Taverna Cavour 222.
Now a bit of exploring another church, St. Martin. Seeing the statue of the Blessed Mother, we noticed the holes for carrying the statue in a procession. Shades of Malta and the Good Friday processions.
Down all the way to the park at the 'bottom of the upper town'. Ah, this time a baby girl was being announced.
An apron I passed on…too pricey and I splash myself above the waist as well in cooking. A menu to suggest to my son. A mannequin we laughed at each time we passed and apparently a brilliant blue is one of THE colors for fall/winter.
Finally time to settle back into our apartment and watch the sun set on the hills.