By GarytheTourist.Tuesday, July 19, 2011
July Nineteenth #2
By GarytheTourist.These pictures have been loaned to me for this month by reader Gary from Tennessee who is helping me fill the gap in my daily diary while I'm away on vacation. My usual erudite scathing essays will return on August 1st after I get back from a motorcycle trip in Europe. Thank you Gary.
Conchscooter.
Tasting Orvieto Wine
My wife likes to taste wine when we travel and we have ended up in wineries in places off and on the beaten path. Eger in Hungary as well as Tokaj, we tried Paso Robles in California when the Alexander Valley was the new fad, and we've tasted in North Carolina and Florida because we aren't snobs, we're just curious. Add Orvieto to the list.
Laura Custodi was our guide at the family winery on the road between Orvieto and Canale. My wife found the lace in the Rick Steves' guide which has been a useful tome when our paths crossed his very idiosyncratic tastes. It worked for us in this case once again!
This was a relaxed tour and we took Giovanni's 300 Horsepower BMW which is fast enough and expensive enough that other drivers expect me to sweep past them at high speed at every opportunity. I try not to disappoint but it does get exhausting pretending you are a formula one driver all the time. The annoying thing about this magnificent car is that it gets the same gas mileage, 25 miles to the US gallon, as my modest Ford Fusion does at home in Key West, though we burn stupid ethanol of course at home to deprive people of food and provide a pointless subsidy to corn farmers.
I dare say that anyone who has visited a vineyard anywhere in the world, if they were dropped blindfolded into the parking lot at Custodi's winery would know exactly where they were. All wineries the world over seem to have the same look and feel to them, which I suppose is not surprising. Except that here there is also the magnificent view across the valley at the town of Orvieto do images by it's imposing cathedral.
You can buy a pale masse diced version of Orvieto wine by a large Tuscan conglomerate in many US stores because the wine from this city has a long history. Very old timers will say, if they are still alive, that when health laws prohibited the aging of the wine in the ancient cellars built into the tufa rock under the city, bureaucrats changed the flavor of the wine for the worse, forever. Maybe but Laura's family, in business since only 1965, do a pretty decent job.
She explained they have 200 acres of land of which half is for wheat and half is for vines with some olives scattered across e lot. They used to pick the grapes and send them to a coop to be turned into wine but in 2002 they decided to do verifying themselves, except e bottling which they do four times a year and Oder in a mobile bottling truck to do that job.
Traditional Orvieto is white, a mixture of five grape varieties, but Custodi also makes a couple of reds. All fermentation is controlled electronically in metal barrels as illustrated by the boss herself.
The vats for the red wines use pumps o circulate e must which contains tannins and skins which tend to stifle the circulation of the flavors and colors. The white wine vats don't have umps as white wine is made without contact with the skins. It is in fact the grape skin that makes a wine red.
Ten we tasted, the mother and two daughters busied themselves making toast for bruschetta and opening bottles.
Wended up with six bottles of table wine, the lighter reds and whites and bottle of the heavier dessert wine.
Arrantly they get wide ranging approval for their product.
It was one more pleasant afternoon chatting and drinking wine...
...as people think one should when in Italy. All we have to do now is haul the loot home.
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Laura Custodi was our guide at the family winery on the road between Orvieto and Canale. My wife found the lace in the Rick Steves' guide which has been a useful tome when our paths crossed his very idiosyncratic tastes. It worked for us in this case once again!
This was a relaxed tour and we took Giovanni's 300 Horsepower BMW which is fast enough and expensive enough that other drivers expect me to sweep past them at high speed at every opportunity. I try not to disappoint but it does get exhausting pretending you are a formula one driver all the time. The annoying thing about this magnificent car is that it gets the same gas mileage, 25 miles to the US gallon, as my modest Ford Fusion does at home in Key West, though we burn stupid ethanol of course at home to deprive people of food and provide a pointless subsidy to corn farmers.
I dare say that anyone who has visited a vineyard anywhere in the world, if they were dropped blindfolded into the parking lot at Custodi's winery would know exactly where they were. All wineries the world over seem to have the same look and feel to them, which I suppose is not surprising. Except that here there is also the magnificent view across the valley at the town of Orvieto do images by it's imposing cathedral.
You can buy a pale masse diced version of Orvieto wine by a large Tuscan conglomerate in many US stores because the wine from this city has a long history. Very old timers will say, if they are still alive, that when health laws prohibited the aging of the wine in the ancient cellars built into the tufa rock under the city, bureaucrats changed the flavor of the wine for the worse, forever. Maybe but Laura's family, in business since only 1965, do a pretty decent job.
She explained they have 200 acres of land of which half is for wheat and half is for vines with some olives scattered across e lot. They used to pick the grapes and send them to a coop to be turned into wine but in 2002 they decided to do verifying themselves, except e bottling which they do four times a year and Oder in a mobile bottling truck to do that job.
Traditional Orvieto is white, a mixture of five grape varieties, but Custodi also makes a couple of reds. All fermentation is controlled electronically in metal barrels as illustrated by the boss herself.
The vats for the red wines use pumps o circulate e must which contains tannins and skins which tend to stifle the circulation of the flavors and colors. The white wine vats don't have umps as white wine is made without contact with the skins. It is in fact the grape skin that makes a wine red.
Ten we tasted, the mother and two daughters busied themselves making toast for bruschetta and opening bottles.
Wended up with six bottles of table wine, the lighter reds and whites and bottle of the heavier dessert wine.
Arrantly they get wide ranging approval for their product.
It was one more pleasant afternoon chatting and drinking wine...
...as people think one should when in Italy. All we have to do now is haul the loot home.
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad
Monday, July 18, 2011
La Crisi
We had a Sunday morning to ourselves, my wife and I, and because she can't sit still when there is anything worth exploring close by, we took off on foot to check out Terni.
In a land filled with amazing hill top villages, and churches and medieval history at their backs Terni stands out as the modern city with no visible tourist attractions. It is the capital of the second smallest province in Italy, Isernia in the region of Molise is the smallest, and Terni has no visible value as an attraction. This apartment wall by the way is covered with solar panels. Do not expect to see such forward thinking any time soon in the Florida Keys, land of perpetual sunshine.
Terni's claim to fame is the Thyssen Krupps steel plant which with 3,000 workers is said to produce some of the best steel in the world. The Germans now want to sell the plant throwing the city and it's identity into crisis...the steel plant was the target of heavy Allied bombing in World War Two which let the city rebuild in a particularly uninteresting style after the war, but small areas of Old Town have survived.
Terni has a long history as the Roman city of Interamna, between the rivers, as shown on this map in the Vatican museum from the 15th century.
These days it has a population of 120,000 and is an industrious hive of activity, a provincial backwater the big city of my childhood.
My childhood friend Giovanni has lived and worked here all his adult life, 35 years as a cardiologist in the main local hospital. He grew up here went to school and university here. He is Terni, and he is fond of his home town for all that he is aware of it's social limitations. Terni is a city at the center of a lot of interesting stuff- Rome is an hour away, the Mediterranean too, the mountains are all around and skiing is nearby in winter. The roads are tortuous is some places close by, a motorcyclist's delight, the food is good of course and summers are hot especially in the industrial basin that is the unfortunate location of this industrial beehive.
Aside from steel, and the Beretta small arms factory Terni's greatest claim to fame is the fact that St Valentine was the bishop here when he married a Roman soldier to a Christian girl and was martyred for his heresy, or so the legend goes, and thus we have our world wide celebration of lovers. It is a legend the city has been totally unable to exploit, for tourism or any other money making purpose.
It might be because Terni, though situated in Umbria whose slogan is "'Italy's Green Heart" for it's mountains and woods, is actually a haven of the Socialist Party in Italy as red as any heart you might meet!
The red flags were out in front of the Prefecture, the seat of the representative of the central Government when news of the new austerity plan was announced. Pensions are being scaled back, retirement looks further away than ever for most workers, taxes are going up, fees are increasing, medical co-pays are going up and people are starting to see a future of less for everyone.
The fact is that in Italy unlike the US the political parties came together, held their noses and voted for a piece of legislation that none of them much liked. The Chamber of Commerce was dead set against increased taxes and employee contributions, the politicians all had something bad to say but over their shoulders they see Greece being purchased by Germany,Portugal is going down next o Spain an Ireland is all but bankrupt. Italians know that if Italy, the seven largest economy in the word fails the global economy fails. Italians have a touching faith in the European Union and the United States which itself seems he'll bent on a course of voluntary bankruptcy as I write...
(We Need The Left- Vote Communist. Which is the nostalgia wing of the left with few voters and no influence).
In talking about Italy's future Giancarlo, on a break in our motorcycle ride pointed out that one third of Italy's economy is "under the table" in a murky world of no rects and no taxes and no reporting which he thinks may make Italy more resilient than mainstream economists might think.
Italians themselves may be more resilient than one thinks. Giorgio Napolitano, the leftist President told the people that this austerity program is just the beginning of a national belt tightening. That may not have gone over well, local governments are protesting and refusing to implement the changes which are supposed to start immediately, but compared to our wavering Hamlet of a President, Italy's is demonstrating leadership at a bad moment in the country's history.
Greece for Italy has been an Awful Warning, and this country which seeks desperately to see Europe integrated knows that if it fails Europe fails. Italy's official economy is larger than those of Greece, Portugal, Spain and Ireland combined. If Italy goes bankrupt Europe falls apart.
In terms of daily life you have to wonder where the crisis actually is. Storefronts are closed here and there and renters aren't apparently on the horizon.
Yet the annual vacation remains a critical feature of summer life. Ten dollar gas is compensated for with super efficient cars diesel luxury cars and free health care. Traffic jams are as bad as ever and just because gas is expensive doesn't mean Italy is immobilized. Far from it.
Stefano who I've known for thirty years runs his own extermination company and he says business his bad. His sister runs the family bar but business is way down because the nearby cement factory recently closed...his brother had brain surgery which had they been in the US would have bankrupted them but Stefano is a hustler and he works days and nights keeping the business going. He's not optimistic about the future.
Massimo and Luca are middle aged fathers I grew up playing sling shot wars with and riding bicycles and stealing fruit together in the long hot summers of our childhood. They work, bald Massimo as a salesman and Luca as a city clerk in Rome. Weekends they're back in the countryside growing vegetables at their parents' houses, staying close to the land and taking inexpensive breaks from the stress of the city. This is how Italians learn to cope with 'la crisi' by staying close to their families, living mortgage free and putting up with lower expectations. I wonder how we will cope when we finally figure out things are not going to go back to normal in our lifetimes?
For all Italians the biggest issue is youth unemployment now measured around 60%, and on small peninsula with a population of 60 million and an aging population at that, it is a constant worry. Giovanni's son faces a bleak future and he is firmly at home at age 24. To be unmotivated in 2011 is a thing that gives an anxious father heartburn.
I have no idea what to make of this crisis, Italians fear envy ANC hate to admit they are doing well,so maybe the gloom is an expression of self defense. The cares are busy the streets are crowded and ridiculous fashions are everywhere in storefronts
Are you wealthy enough or stupid enough to pay eighty bucks for boots without toes? I know Italians are, so I ask myself what crisis? Beats me.
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In a land filled with amazing hill top villages, and churches and medieval history at their backs Terni stands out as the modern city with no visible tourist attractions. It is the capital of the second smallest province in Italy, Isernia in the region of Molise is the smallest, and Terni has no visible value as an attraction. This apartment wall by the way is covered with solar panels. Do not expect to see such forward thinking any time soon in the Florida Keys, land of perpetual sunshine.
Terni's claim to fame is the Thyssen Krupps steel plant which with 3,000 workers is said to produce some of the best steel in the world. The Germans now want to sell the plant throwing the city and it's identity into crisis...the steel plant was the target of heavy Allied bombing in World War Two which let the city rebuild in a particularly uninteresting style after the war, but small areas of Old Town have survived.
Terni has a long history as the Roman city of Interamna, between the rivers, as shown on this map in the Vatican museum from the 15th century.
These days it has a population of 120,000 and is an industrious hive of activity, a provincial backwater the big city of my childhood.
My childhood friend Giovanni has lived and worked here all his adult life, 35 years as a cardiologist in the main local hospital. He grew up here went to school and university here. He is Terni, and he is fond of his home town for all that he is aware of it's social limitations. Terni is a city at the center of a lot of interesting stuff- Rome is an hour away, the Mediterranean too, the mountains are all around and skiing is nearby in winter. The roads are tortuous is some places close by, a motorcyclist's delight, the food is good of course and summers are hot especially in the industrial basin that is the unfortunate location of this industrial beehive.
Aside from steel, and the Beretta small arms factory Terni's greatest claim to fame is the fact that St Valentine was the bishop here when he married a Roman soldier to a Christian girl and was martyred for his heresy, or so the legend goes, and thus we have our world wide celebration of lovers. It is a legend the city has been totally unable to exploit, for tourism or any other money making purpose.
It might be because Terni, though situated in Umbria whose slogan is "'Italy's Green Heart" for it's mountains and woods, is actually a haven of the Socialist Party in Italy as red as any heart you might meet!
The red flags were out in front of the Prefecture, the seat of the representative of the central Government when news of the new austerity plan was announced. Pensions are being scaled back, retirement looks further away than ever for most workers, taxes are going up, fees are increasing, medical co-pays are going up and people are starting to see a future of less for everyone.
The fact is that in Italy unlike the US the political parties came together, held their noses and voted for a piece of legislation that none of them much liked. The Chamber of Commerce was dead set against increased taxes and employee contributions, the politicians all had something bad to say but over their shoulders they see Greece being purchased by Germany,Portugal is going down next o Spain an Ireland is all but bankrupt. Italians know that if Italy, the seven largest economy in the word fails the global economy fails. Italians have a touching faith in the European Union and the United States which itself seems he'll bent on a course of voluntary bankruptcy as I write...
(We Need The Left- Vote Communist. Which is the nostalgia wing of the left with few voters and no influence).
In talking about Italy's future Giancarlo, on a break in our motorcycle ride pointed out that one third of Italy's economy is "under the table" in a murky world of no rects and no taxes and no reporting which he thinks may make Italy more resilient than mainstream economists might think.
Italians themselves may be more resilient than one thinks. Giorgio Napolitano, the leftist President told the people that this austerity program is just the beginning of a national belt tightening. That may not have gone over well, local governments are protesting and refusing to implement the changes which are supposed to start immediately, but compared to our wavering Hamlet of a President, Italy's is demonstrating leadership at a bad moment in the country's history.
Greece for Italy has been an Awful Warning, and this country which seeks desperately to see Europe integrated knows that if it fails Europe fails. Italy's official economy is larger than those of Greece, Portugal, Spain and Ireland combined. If Italy goes bankrupt Europe falls apart.
In terms of daily life you have to wonder where the crisis actually is. Storefronts are closed here and there and renters aren't apparently on the horizon.
Yet the annual vacation remains a critical feature of summer life. Ten dollar gas is compensated for with super efficient cars diesel luxury cars and free health care. Traffic jams are as bad as ever and just because gas is expensive doesn't mean Italy is immobilized. Far from it.
Stefano who I've known for thirty years runs his own extermination company and he says business his bad. His sister runs the family bar but business is way down because the nearby cement factory recently closed...his brother had brain surgery which had they been in the US would have bankrupted them but Stefano is a hustler and he works days and nights keeping the business going. He's not optimistic about the future.
Massimo and Luca are middle aged fathers I grew up playing sling shot wars with and riding bicycles and stealing fruit together in the long hot summers of our childhood. They work, bald Massimo as a salesman and Luca as a city clerk in Rome. Weekends they're back in the countryside growing vegetables at their parents' houses, staying close to the land and taking inexpensive breaks from the stress of the city. This is how Italians learn to cope with 'la crisi' by staying close to their families, living mortgage free and putting up with lower expectations. I wonder how we will cope when we finally figure out things are not going to go back to normal in our lifetimes?
For all Italians the biggest issue is youth unemployment now measured around 60%, and on small peninsula with a population of 60 million and an aging population at that, it is a constant worry. Giovanni's son faces a bleak future and he is firmly at home at age 24. To be unmotivated in 2011 is a thing that gives an anxious father heartburn.
I have no idea what to make of this crisis, Italians fear envy ANC hate to admit they are doing well,so maybe the gloom is an expression of self defense. The cares are busy the streets are crowded and ridiculous fashions are everywhere in storefronts
Are you wealthy enough or stupid enough to pay eighty bucks for boots without toes? I know Italians are, so I ask myself what crisis? Beats me.
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July Eighteenth #3
By GarytheTourist, whose pictures are filling in for me until I return in two weeks.
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