ice cream | A Dalectable Life

There is no way in hell I could resist this fantabulous challenge, issued by Lillian, for dVerse in which it’s all about Ben & Jerry’s ice cream… More particularly, the flavours listed below (the dates are when they were in service or laid to rest. But here’s the rub. We cannot write about ice cream, AND, we cannot change the names of the flavours. The only thing we are allowed to do is add punctuation and play with the capitalisation. We could use one or two or, in my case, ALL of the flavours. Hope you smile as much as I did, writing this baby! We actually visited the factory back in 2010 so…

At the factoryChange is Brewing – current Half-Baked – created in 2000 -still going strong Urban Bourbon – 2017 -still going strong Coffee Coffee Buzzbuzzbuzz – current Wavy Gravy – 1993 – 2001 Urban Jumble – 2000 -2001 Dastardly Mash – 1979 – 1991 Miz Jelena’s Sweet Potato Pie – 1992 – 1993 Goodbye Yellow Brick Road – limited edition available July 18 to 25, 2008 Late Night Snack – 2010 – 2014
Imagine Whirled Peace – 2007 – 2013 Sugar Plum – 1989 – 1990 Economic Crunch – only in 1987 during the stock market crash
This is Nuts 2001 – 2002

A change is brewing, my dear

the time has come

What do I mean, my Sugar Plum?

It’s time for what?

I’ll tell you what!

To say goodbye, Yellow Brick Road

This urban jumble of a jungle

This constant coffee, coffee, buzzbuzzbuzz

This is nuts, I say, nuts!

This economic crunch forces us

to go go go, a dastardly mash

a non-stop dash

And for what I tell you?

For some half-baked notion

that more is more?

Well, it’s not

I wanna slow things down

feel wavy gravy while we partake

of the urban bourbon of life, slow-like

while we imagine a whirled peace

a different way of living

Are you in? What say you? Wait.

How about this? We’ll have a slice of

Miz Jelena’s Sweet Potato Pie, or,

if you prefer, some key lime instead,

And plan for our shift in gears.

* EIGHT – yes, EIGHT!! months have gone by since I returned from Tuscany. I had so many issues with my computer that I had put this aside to finish later and later never seemed to come. I am now, if you don’t mind, ready to finish the telling of this fabulous life-changing (for me) trip! *

♣♣♣TWO YEARS – yes, officially TWO YEARS have, as of today, gone by since I started my Cook in Tuscany Trip. I am not counting my day in Zug because that would have made yesterday the official two-year mark. Though I am not pro-resoution, I have promised myself to finish every project I have started and that includes this one.♣♣♣

Now where was I….

Sigh, the last full day in Montefollonico, at La Costa with this fabulous group that made the start of my trip so wonderful. The next morning most would be hopping the van to Chiusi-Chianciano Station to continue their adventures elsewhere or return home. But till then, we had a full day of wonderful stuff!

As per usual, we had our breakfast in the closed-in veranda before making our way to our last cooking class. It is kinda funny that we had the van, considering how close we were! We could easily have walked there and back but hey, why not? And it’s not like any of us knew where we were going anyway.

This time we made our way to the restaurant La Chiusa, run by Michelin-star chef Dania, a woman who is somewhere in her 70’s but does not dress “accordingly” (whatever that is supposed to be)! She is one sexy lady! Though divorced, her husband still works with her. How very European, eh?

Entrance to restaurant

Dania

The Ex

Dania is very artistic and she showed us how to decorate plates with zucchini and beet purées. We made stuffed zucchini flowers, pesto risotto, chicken stew, caramel nests, fig and caramel ice cream. The colour of the egg yolks… I have no words. And this standard for them!

Purées

Glorious yolks

Chicken Stew

Stuffing the flowers

Venetia stirring the risotto

My caramel

Once most of the mains were started, Dania brought us through to her gardens, which were still amazing in September. Huge kale, leeks, rows and rows of rosemary, basil, eggplants, peppers, fig trees, zucchini with their blossoms – it was amazing to walk through, while Dania chattered away, occasionally translated by the lovely Geraldine – same who had translated on truffle-hunting day. I think I would spend hours on this bench, dreaming of what to pick next…

Zucchini and blooms

Cavolo nero

I would claim this for my own

Figs!

A view I would never tire of

Group photo!

We then went into the “pasta” kitchen where Antonietta had us making ravioli stuffed with ricotta and lovely gnocchi.

Ravioli

Gnocchi

All that hard work meant we got to eat al fresco on the terrace.

Stuffed Zucchini

Ravioli

Gnocchi

Fig and Caramel Ice cream

To return “home”, we decided to walk this time. It was just up a hill, less than a kilometre and let’s face it, walking was not a bad idea. As we entered the gates of Montefollonico, we were chattering and laughing when I heard “Dale?”.

What the… I spun around and there was Pierre. One of Mick’s close friends and former clients. Oh. Em. Gee. You cannot make this stuff up! I mean, come ON! This is not THE rocking place of Tuscany. This tiny village is tucked away in the middle of nowhere! I can still hear Donna saying: “You turned French Canadian in front of my eyes!” Speaking of eyes, the whole gang got all misty-eyed at seeing us hug. Pierre looked at me, then up at the sky and let out a “Mick, tabarnac!” He said he was a little bit of a believer but now was full-fledged. I had no idea he and his wife, Geneviève, were there on vacation. And it was his in-laws who wanted to go visit there. What were the chances?

Pierre and Me

We exchanged emails and made arrangements to hook up in two days. So. Very. Cool.

We had a few hours to kill before our next adventure and Sandy wanted to deliver an apron to Dania in thanks. So I joined Donna and her for a walk back to La Chiusa and Dania.

Hiding amongst the ruins

Donna, Dania, Sandy, Me

Our last excursion was down the street from LaCosta to Innocenti Wines.

We were greeted by Vino, Vittorio Innocenti’s sweet dog. We entered and a few feet in, found ourselves in a fairly dark and musty wine cellar with the big casks. Vittorio and Laura (Geraldine’s mum) were waiting for us to give us a tour. Not a very big one! The place is quite small and feels very intimate.

Vino

Laura & Vittorio Innocenti

Wine caskets

Gifts – and Vittorio doesn’t drink!

Careful walk to the terrace

Terrace

Wines tasted

It was our last night together! How quickly it passed. How much fun we had. The memories created will remain forever, of that I am certain. Friendships created and with the magic of Facebook, maintained.

Our last supper was at La Costa in the closed veranda as the evening was quite cool. We had a lovely feast of pork chops and the lemon roasted potatoes and balsamic roasted cipollini, three types of crostini (mushroom, roasted tomato and olive), salad and a birthday cake for Cindi and Alison! A perfect ending to a perfect week in perfect company. Linda and George gave us each a lovely ceramic plate as a memento. We would save our good-byes for the morrow.