June 9, 2015
a cute well behaving farm Pumi in the cwnter of Milan, Italy from upstate NY. She licks her mouth after chasing the local pigeons away and eating their food…
The title of my entry is a Hungarian proverb. Even though, I hate to get up early and in fact, I believe in long cozy beauty sleeps, I truly live by the meaning of this proverb…
our balcony. Anka loves to watch people walking by below us. It is a treat for a farm dog who most of the time sees only the mailman on the farm back home.
It is hard to write about Italy, anything new or different. It is one of the favorite tourist destinations of many. History, arts, architecture food and wine have been written and rewritten about from various angles by hundreds of gifted writers, historians and food critics . So what else new can I add and write about that does not make one fall on his face because of repetition and boredom. I do not know. I’ll be here for eight days and try fatefully report you my Pumi girl, Catskill Apacatancos Anka and my Italian (Milanese)
Anka hit the floor in the Enoteca Ronchi wine store/museum. Wondering what she had upstairs while I was tasting wine with Luise Ronchi in the basement.
adventures. Who knows, it might turn out to be different that you used to read about Italy.
Ciao Italia! So we finally got here…! New place and new adventures with one of my great dogs, Anka. I love to travel, I love to meet new people and immerse myself in the respective local cultures, the history of the people and the places I visit.
original Chagall wine label. When viticulture gets high(er) brow…
I prefer to explore new places step by step. I never mean to be pushy. ( I call it friendly…) When I arrived to Milan, it was different. I skipped the introduction and found myself in the middle of Milanese life. After all, I have only eight days to spend here.
Luise Ronchi
My strategy is always to establish my perimeters. So first thing, I walked into a wine store/museum that happened to be “Enoteca Ronchi,” the wine sanctuary of Milan’s oldest five-generation wine merchants, the Ronchis. Being a friendly girl, I started chatting with the person in attendance who turned out to be Luise Ronchi, the current proprietor. I got a tour of the store, the cellar and was offered some delicate tasting. Luise has also introduced me to a few wine bar owners in the area who invited me to their establishments for the next few days to come. What a way to overcome jet lag, start a trip abroad and save on your wine budget…
the courtyard of the building where I rent my flat in Milan. It reminds my so much the building where we lived in the heart of Budapest with Laszlo before leaving Hungary.
Luise Ronchi’s hand written notes for my Milanese wine history education
Oh, I almost forgot. Tomorrow, I am invited to Loise Ronchi’s home to further explore Italian viticulture, sharp at 11 AM.
Now back to my beauty sleep. I’ll write about Italy later…
detail of my flat. It is cozy and close to everything.
hmmm… why would anyone install the bowl to chill wine next to the toilette… well, it is a small apartment…lol
