From Piero
Since I'm not sure if everyone reads the comments posted below, I wanted to make sure I highlighted Piero's brilliant rant. He's making a strong push to take over the blog. Bear in mind that he wrote two sentences here. One has three words. The other has either 112 or 113, depending on whether cheese-tasting is one or two words.
Well, that's censorship. I tried to submit a very mild metaphorical statement about the affinity between cheese-tasting and another human activity, which since time immemorial men and women have enjoyed, as testified by their ample progeny; and in particular, about the pleasure of learning to enjoy peculiar experiences in both fields, while also pointing out to the resulting danger of addiction to weird practices; all this to the disadvantage of normal stuff, of which I will only mention Emmental and Cacio di Pienza while abstaining from mentioning those belonging to the other field; thus trying to circumvene the filter that did not allow my previous, less eliptical, funnier and shorter statement to get through.
Piero, I hear you on the censors. When I was posting the official [free publicity deleted] odds on which Olympic athlete will pose for a photo shoot first, I had to delete a few words referring to the lovely establishments in which wagers are customarily placed, in order to avoid the censors.
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Well, I am moved. Truly. Only short sentences from now on. Klaatu barata nikto, and the like. Just try Borgiattino, this is the last warning.
And: what about our local beers? There's a nice article on that in today's Repubblica, with ratings and addresses of 4 or 5 good micro-brewers here. Menabrea, a local lager, has won lots of awards in recent years.
One more point on which you really touched my heart: the Alpini. As good Piedmontese montagnards, all my male ancestors have served in those units. I am the first deserter. The Alpini, and their caps, are there since 1872. See Wikipedia for a good article in English on their history, which also has some good pictures - a lot more, with captions in Italian, in www.glialpini.it
And if on the way to Bardonecchia or Sauze d'Oulx you take the old road (State Highway 24, not the A32 motorway), just stop in Exilles, and visit the old fortress. It's not only an impressive sight in itself, but also a good and unorthodox museum of the Alpini.