Greve en Chianti is about 1.5 km from our apartment, which as you know is in a walled village and is for obvious reasons built on top of the hill above Greve. So the walk, which we have not attempted is an easy one down and a bit of a puffer up. Needles to say the walk has not been attempted yet. Anyway back to Greve, the major festival in it's year is the Wine Festival. The 40th version is now on. The square is filled with producers' booths and one buys a glass and tastes whatever wine looks good. 10 euros buys seven tastes but as the guys in the booths sometimes forget to ask for the ticket, that has to be punched, you get more than seven. The quantity of the sample is about half the normal amount for a glass - 1.5 ounces. Seven or eight or nine maybe ten and you've consumed a lot of wine. Mix white, red and rose and one feels it. Now try walking back! We didn't but still got back. Supper in the square - Stuart and me had the one item that has intrigued us for days, well at least every time we pass the menu - wild boar stew. Very good a tangy ham in a spicy sauce, wolf down copious amounts of bread and it's a hearty meal.
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