Not even in Cortona. My sly husband, Gino, trying to escape my proddings for more ploddings. My motto: let no cobbled alley go unexplored. (He knows there is no escape. He just hopes for a refreshment at the end of the journey!)
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You Can Run, But You Can’t Hide
Posted in Cortona, Gino, Italy on October 21, 2006 | Comments Off
Someone’s private mailbox in Cortona. Beats a coffee can any day.
Let me loose and I’ll find out.
Il Pozzo – The Well. Step through the door of this enticing Cortona shop and dive into a well of local art. This gallery showcases and sells pieces by local artists, hand-made cards, and leather-bound books.
We went whole hog at the sprawling outdoor market in Foiano, a few miles from Cortona. Roasted to perfection and sprinkled with herbs and salt, these succulent pork panini found in outdoor markets throughout Tuscany make me swoon. I put off becoming a vegetarian for just awhile longer.

