I keep eating

I keep eating in Italy. I can’t believe people eat this much. I follow a strict micro diet in the States, super healthy but when I am here I stuff my mouth with cured ham, cheese, focaccia, pasta, and ice creams. It is uncontrollable. You don’t eat just one dish, you have 3 courses. I don’t know how they do it.

For my uncle’s birthday we were invited to a dinner at Vipore on the hills of Lucca. The restaurant is owned by friends, which was awesome because he opened the place just for us. It has been a long time since the entire family did not spend time together, which I guess pushed everyone to eat everything that was on the menu and to drink every bottle of wine in the restaurant.

I believe we had hams, farro, crostini, bread, salads, fettucine with rabbit, pasta with spicy sausages, tortelli with ragu, french fries Italian style, steak, fiorentina, rabbit, cakes, red wine, spumante, champagne, corretto, liquors…..I just can’t remember… so I will leave it to pictures to tell the story of that night. Happy Birthday to my uncle Titti.

and here I stop!