A rainy Saturday morning breakfast of purple artichokes steamed in old white wine and lemon and finished in a maniacally stoked fireplace; eaten with blazing red cheeks and blackened fingertips only occasionally wiped on a frayed and tattered housedress smelling of wood smoke and garlic.
#eatlikenobodyswatching #italy #piedmont #autumn #artichokes #carciofi (at Bossolasco)