International truffle fair in Alba, Piedemonte, Italy. We are overwhelmed by the pungent, earthy, aphrodisiac-like odors of the small black and white fungi 50m before we enter the exhibition hall and Sofia begins crying and has to go outside with Alla and Katya. Samantha and myself pay the 20 euros and enter. As we do, I become somewhat euphoric and must begin with a small glass of Borrollo and some truffle pate. I have fungi eyes as do the 100s of other visitors and media people. We find a large gathering of people haggling over a white truffle worth more than 200 euros($400can). We manage to take a few photos and move on to the fried eggs. After a rest, Sofia, Alla and Katya are ready to come in and we head straight for the fried eggs which turns into 26 euros for 2 eggs smothered in white truffles. Get the paddles! I just had a coronary but i want more eggs.
Arrived in Genoa Italy Sept 29 and drove to Dogliani where our hosts Fabio and Anna waited our arrival in a vineyard of Dolcetto grapes. This is to be our home for the next month as we learn and teach about slow food. We drink to our ancestors and the harvest. The 3 kids are suffering from jet lag so we try to get them to sleep.
Stay tuned for more Stirring the Pot…