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Mark Fresolone's avatar

It started with a ground-breaking dinner in New York SoHo’s Il Mulino restaurant, where they began feeding us luscious selections from a cheese wheel, and sumptuous skillets before even speaking with us; then, on the Rome stop of our honeymoon, the silent treatment/ delicacy menagerie went on for - no kidding - hours at the Ristorante Ambasciata d'Abruzzo, before they asked us what we would like for dinner, and informed us that Il Mulino/New York is a sister restaurant; we begin drinking and spreading the word back home about Montepulciano d’Abruzzo, never looking back; then with our kids, we return to Rome more than 20 years later to the blessedly same restaurant, finding the (less lavish, but magically still present) specialty display right inside the door, and relive a wonderful time!

The Abruzzo region is becoming quite famous, and we’ll join the ranks of i turisti on our next visit! (Mi dispiace!) Now - on to the sumptuous reading opportunities…

Celia Cerasoli's avatar

So happy to discover your post! My family is from Abruzzo… Capistrano. My Great grandfather Dominica Cerasoli carved the baldachino in the church of San Giovanni di Capistrano. Also, Anna Teresa Callen was a family friend.

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