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Well...in about 3 hours, im about to order a 14" Al Funghi pizza with Pinapple, with Chips, and a bottle of diet Coke. Have the chips, a slice or two of pizza whilst watching X Factor, then have another slice or two during MOTD, then the rest for brunch on sunday morning :).

BEAT THAT BOBBYROB!!! :P
I was getting worried when i saw 14" but then realised what you wre talking about :lol:,i am on the chivers regal & coke large by the way and i may have another snickers or a caburys fruit & nut as well 2 nil thank you
 
I was eating a Fray Bentos steak and kidney pie.

I then realised it was [Poor language removed] disgusting,so the dog is in for a treat tonight.
 

soz Vim,
just one of those days, felt like a bit of a treat and opened one of zio Amerigo's bottles and felt it needed something nice to go with it.
Says a lot about me that I choose my food after the wine! Hic!

My great uncle Amerigo has a vineyard and it forms part of a
co operative of local farms that have tried to hang on to traditional wine making in the area just north of Firenze.
It's good stuff and if I slur my wrrrddss laaater you'lllll knoww whyyyy.
 
Sounds nice Bluelass.

However, you've got me all jealous now so i'll open my bottle of Hardys Stamp in a pathetic and feable attempt at challenging the quality of your vino.

Enjoy !
 
To be honest the wine isn't that wonderful but I brought a few bottle back with me when I went to the match in March. I've got one left and will drink it, well, not sure, whenever!

The point is that that co operative had to fight against the big wine producers for their survival in the late eighties. They managed it and now just produce wine and olive oil for the local market. I buy it whenever I can get over there and never buy any other Chianti on principle.

In my younger days, I used to help with 'la raccolta' - the picking of the grapes, all the family were expected to turn up when called. Happy days, hard work, great meals at the end of a hard days work. Dozens of us around the table outside on the veranda, eating and drinking until the wee small hours.
Up early next morning and another days work.
The best years of my life without a doubt.:)
 
ive done la recollta , but apples, a place called revo in trentino, they had grapes lower down the mountain belonging to the 'baron de cles' supped a load of his stuff whilst over there. bloody hard work it was for a pittance too.
i've had a b-b-q , nowt flash like, burgers and sausages, ust didnt want to miss the opportunity to light up the weber kettle.
 

To be honest the wine isn't that wonderful but I brought a few bottle back with me when I went to the match in March. I've got one left and will drink it, well, not sure, whenever!

The point is that that co operative had to fight against the big wine producers for their survival in the late eighties. They managed it and now just produce wine and olive oil for the local market. I buy it whenever I can get over there and never buy any other Chianti on principle.

In my younger days, I used to help with 'la raccolta' - the picking of the grapes, all the family were expected to turn up when called. Happy days, hard work, great meals at the end of a hard days work. Dozens of us around the table outside on the veranda, eating and drinking until the wee small hours.
Up early next morning and another days work.
The best years of my life without a doubt.:)

Sounds idyllic, there are people who pay good money for that kind of experience.
 
im, I'm very fortunate to have spent my teenage years living in the Appenine mountains of northern Italy. It's only when you look back that you realise how really wonderful those days actually were.
I love going back there to see the family and when I do it's always a 'festa', my dad's family are wonderful and make me so very welcome. I plan to go back there when I retire.
 
it was lovely up there, the next level of the mountain was the 'madonna de campiglio' national park, the view from the top of a ladder was very much the same day in day out though, every year they finish picking the day before the snow arrives.
it was all a local cooperative there too, that way if someone had a bad year then they would be ok, sometimes an orchard may get flooded due to other orchards so it was fair really, they only started the golden delicious in the 70's so it meant everyone was equal when the land was divided.
the guy used to go crazy if you dropped 1 apple, every time he said "attenzione" we would all squeeze any apples in our hands, they would then bruise whilst in storage and rot 1/2 the crate(y)
 

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