More wine country

The views from the top of the hill were absolutely breathtaking.  We parked the car and walked up to the castle, a couple of other people walking around informed us that the castle was closed, not what we wanted to hear, we were both really hungry.  We walked around the grounds, and picked some grapes, which were dangling temptingly from the veranda terrace.  Other people picking the grapes informed us that they were decorative, and not part of the vineyard’s wine crop.  (I hope they were right!)

The grapes were warm from the sun and tasted like strawberries.  We only picked a few as we didn’t want to get into trouble, then headed back to the car to continue our search for a restaurant. 

Back on the main road towards Firenze (Florence) we drove through Impruneta and came across “San Martino Restorante Pizzeria”…  Angie had her usual spaghetti with tomato sauce, and I ordered Gnocchi, which was a gastronomic delight, mouth wateringly delicious.  We ordered olive oil and balsamic for our bread, Angie still can’t get used to the Tuscan bread, and I have to say I agree with her. The bread in Tuscany is made without any salt, and unless its fresh from the oven and served with some oil or other dressing, its really quite bland.  A little butter or oil and a gentle sprinkling of salt soon fix’s it right up!

            View from the Castle