Northern Hospitality

Just in case you were doubting how the Northerners get down in Italy, here’s a sample of a dinner party that I was invited to at an agriturismo outside Treviso. The lady with the poofy red hair has possibly the best laugh I’ve ever heard and the evening was a general circus of outrageous activity including magic tricks, rapping and a conga line into the kitchen (that was quickly vetoed by chef).