Having just got back from a one week scenic drive around Tuscany and eating in some very good Trattorias, Ristorantes, small Enotecas and the odd (very good) Pizzeria I was surprised when the day after our arrival home from the land where Porcini is King, to answer a knock at our front door and find our neighbour Jonna, standing their with a two fists full of cepes, or bolets, or as the Italians call them, Porcini...Have a look at these beauties fellas...
How to deal with those ? Might just have to peruse my Antonio Carluccio cookery book, The Quiet Hunt, or maybe even Jamie Oliver's Italy... either way, they'll need treating with care...
A little caress.
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