A second course of scallopine with Marsala, steamed green beans and braised celery. Barolo in the glasses, 1997 from Angelo Boffa. Some great locally made vanilla ice cream and mango sorbet for dessert.
There's a little white spot on the truffle. Not. I start peeling. The spot isn't only white, but soft. Not. I peel some more, cut the soft spot out. Ammonia. Not. It stinks. The beautiful, seductive truffle smell has metamorphed into an ancient camembert. We tried... The other side. The middle. Ammonia.
We took the plate with the paper-thin slices of truffle to the table to look at... The risotto was delicious... Good wine, good food.... good company.....
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such sweet tragedy...
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