The sun beats down on bone dry river beds and golden hills roll past as if on conveyor belts. Driving past rows of grapevines, the landscape starts to feel familiar. There’s this thing that happens when traveling for awhile, when you need a few seconds to figure out where you are, what day it is and where you need to go next. Here in Toscana (Tuscany as we call it), this process takes a bit longer. It looks like home, it feels like home, but it’s most certainly not Northern California. Here’s why:
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tim
9/23/2015 04:50:34 pm
Make that Vella's Cheese Factory on Second St. East in Sonoma.
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I've lived in NorCal for 5 yrs or so, bought for 150, sold at 175, now wiryh 850, for wood! Visited Italy, best 11 days of my life, chills through my spine as the slow train chugged through my heritage. America strives for things that rot while Italy offers an undefinable love solid as rock with patina in many nooks. Bellisimo!
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7/10/2019 04:54:51 am
Hi Raymond,
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