First up, how can I start blogging about my time in Italy without a dedication to all the beautiful food I ate? ‘Fame‘ meaning ‘hunger’ in Italian is an appropriate title for the festival as eating was nearly all we did. These cherries were freshly picked on Angelo’s farm and ready for market. Me, Angelo and Lucy spent our first hour together eating cherries from the tree. Nice. All this food (except the gelatos) come courtesy of Gilda (ciao bella), the backbone of Fame and Italy’s best kept secret.
‘The Hand of God Feeds the Hungry Pilgrims..’