In the evening we head to Raffaele's father's home which is a fifteen minute drive
 outside the city of Rapallo. It always amazes me as you leave the city 
and head outside of town how the streets begin to narrow and the cars 
pass each other without incident. 
 We were welcomed at Renato's home with a breathtaking embrace.  He
 had so graciously set a lovely table on the terrace with a view that 
could take your breath away.  As the night darkens, the city lights seem so close but yet are distant.  This is the mystique of the Italian countryside.
We were welcomed at Renato's home with a breathtaking embrace.  He
 had so graciously set a lovely table on the terrace with a view that 
could take your breath away.  As the night darkens, the city lights seem so close but yet are distant.  This is the mystique of the Italian countryside.  
Our evening starts with a little bubbly and of course, then a local 
foccacia - one plain and one with onions.  There was Stracino cheese, and Reggiano Parmigiano, and one of our Uncle Ralph's favorites Prosciutto!  (He is sadly missed on this trip and the guys are wishing he was here).  The boys ate Uncle Ralph's share, since he was unable to join us this year.  
Our next course included regional specialty pastas; trofie with pesto, stuffed borage, herb and chicory pasta in a walnut sauce.  We enjoyed a specialty sausage called Luganica, simply cooked on a wood-fire, and a taste of some real Genoa salami.  
Raffaele is making sure I take 
note so that some of the items appear on the menu at LaCampagna!  
The 
night air was pretty chilly in the mountains. The view was spectacular
 with la luna rossa shining down on us. Time to head back to the hotel! 

 
 
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