Em’s Big Night Out

Saturday night was my big event of the week—dinner at Torre al Sasso, Stone Tower. My celebratory meal consisted of a calzone farcito with birra, beer followed by the ever popular caffè normale, espresso which is a cultural requirement. Of course I did start off with a complimentary glass of prosecco, champagne’s Italian cousin, because that’s just what happens when we go to Sasso. Even though I was solo, alone tonight, I still got special treatment and even warranted a table for four right in front of the calcio, soccer game. As you can already see, I wasn’t kidding about this being a big night.

Screen Shot 2015-10-14 at 6.24.28 AMTorre al Sasso was one of the five medieval towers guarding Trebbio Castle which is located just down the road and around the corner. The tower is a beautiful old structure with impressive brick arches and vaults in the lower level pizzaria, and a huge grinding wheel in the middle of the restaurant upstairs. It is family owned and operated and is an easy roll down the hill from us. Great food at low prices and a nice environment. What more could you want?

Lapo, Leonardo & Monica

Just because you don’t want more doesn’t mean you don’t get more. Tonight ended up being my special bonus. Let me explain. As many times as we’ve been there over the past 10 years, we never met the other half of the team—Monica and their son Lapo. We knew a lot about them from talking to Leonardo after dinner at the bar. He would insist on pouring multiple rounds of various after dinner drinks like limoncello, or grappa, but only for medicinal purposes as a digestivo, to aid digestion. But curiously, over those many years, we never met his family.

Big Smooch

As I strolled through the door greeting Leonardo, to my surprise, sitting at the table directly behind him were none other than Monica and Lapo. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Lapo is now 5 years old and no longer looks like the baby pictures that always got tossed around. I was so shocked to see them that I have to confess, I made a bit of a faux pas. Stumbling over my sometimes insufficient language skills, I blurted out “non credo che lui è Lupo!” which translates to “I can’t believe he is a wolf!” I immediately knew that something wasn’t right, but that horse (or wolf in this case) was already out of the barn. Fortunately, I mumble just enough that Leonardo was the only one who could hear me over the pizza and calcio ruckus in the other room. We both laughed at that one, as he was kind enough to overlook my slip-up, and the conversation moved on. Whew!

The One and Only Lapo

Not being one to miss an opportunity, I decided to take pictures to commemorate this momentous occasion, and to prove to Cheryl that I actually met the illusive Monica and Lapo. So, I thought that while I was at it, I would go ahead and share the festivities with everybody. Why not? After all, you never know when you might be tooling down the road just outside of Santa Brigida and feel the urge for a great slice of pizza. If so, I highly recommend Torre al Sasso, the tower with the huge grindstone out front. You can’t miss it.

if anyone ever says this is just another pizzaria/ristorante out in the country, they’re wrong. They have really cool business cards and you can even be their friend on Facebook, just like the best of them. Seriously—and I’m not just cryin’ wolf.

 

 

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