This is Italy in the summer in a bowl. My friend Melissa and I had it with red wine, in tiny bistro glasses, on ice. What can I say: It was 100 degrees outside, and Panicale (perhaps all of Italy) has yet to discover air-conditioning.
Carolynn is a semi-Mexican freelance writer who divides her time between Los Angeles and New York, and anywhere else that piques her interest. She travels for the food, the fun, and the luxurious hotel beds (not to mention those deep-dish bathtubs...)