It's Saturday morning, we have just finished another large continental brekfast, and Karen has decided to go back to the big soft, warm, king-size bed on this chilly morning. Too much of a good thing.
Once we did get going it was a walk down to coffee/chocolarto cafe for due cappuccini and 100% coco chocolates made by an award winning 'Accademia Maestri Pasticceri Italiani' on the premises. Most Italians of all ages order expresso coffee and stand at the counter to drink the coffee in about fifteen seconds, then leave. On this occasion they were replaced by other coffee drinkers from a long queue.
On most occasions we sat at a table as this was always a good time to catch up with postcard writing, to only a few, as well as reading more about the area.
Another seista and then we were picked up by Eraldo to meet some other members of the family. We then drove up to see the Basilica di Superga which is the burial place of many Italian royals and has a long complex history dating back to about 14th Century. On the way up the mountain we stopped to have a look a the house where my great-grandparents lived and where my grandfather and his two sisters were born.
The evening meal at my Great-Aunt's house in San Mauro was with three other second cousins, and comprised of six courses of authentic Piedmonte specialities together with two local wines. Very little english was spoken with lots and lots of hand gestures. We had a delightful evening which took me back to my younger days and the large extended family meals.
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