THE VILLAGE
Danny boy, decided that my summer has been to much work and not enough play, so he conspired to kidnap me and run off to our friends summer house in the Tuscany. To experience real italian life, Louise family brought the house 4 years ago in a little mountain village around 30 mins from Lucca. Abandon for over 40 years, they have invited friends and family down to give the house a little love. So the great summer migration from Copenhagen to Tuscany happends every year and the house becomes more and more lovely with each season passing.
We come we work a few hours, we each amazing food, and we enjoy the sunshine in the quirky little village of around 24 people. Italian villages are like families everyone knows everyones business. One sunny cloudless morning we were invited by Cache and Evelyne to join the villagers at Brunch. We arrive at 10 o clock as invited, only to realize we were too early, and the rest of the village would be here in 20 mins. At 10.15 the first glass of chilled white wine was served. Danny and I laughed, thinking that this is the life. A simple brunch of bread, meats, cheese, olives and of course bottles and bottles of unmarked wines. Everyone wanting to share their favorites with the strange blue eyed people of the north. 45 mins into the brunch we find out Evelyne 101 year old grandmother is ready to come up for brunch. As she is escorted by Evelyne and Cache is brings here homemade orange peel wine, which we joke is her secret to long life.
Danny and the white powder!
In Italy, things do not function on our nordic schedule. Life is a series of people working on their own schedules. After being in the villa for 2 days we young ones where sent to find gas for the oven
