

We drove about 30 minutes from the coast into the Tuscan interior, stopping at a quiet villa called Varramista. Apparently Varramista is where the creators of the Vespa and the Fiat got married and had kids… or their kids got married and had baby Vespiats? Fespas? Anyway, there’s some connection there with the two companies, but as you can tell by my spotty recollection, I wasn’t totally tuned in to the details. We toured the villa, the Italian garden and the cellar before sitting down to an appetizing spread of meats and cheeses. I’m not much into meat in this format, but hey, when in Tuscany…
After tasting three red wines produced at Varramista, we were on to the first (and as God is my witness, my last) taste of Grappa. If you ever sipped rubbing alcohol as a post-dinner nightcap, then you know what Grappa tastes like. Oh, you don’t like to set your esophagus on fire before bedtime? Me neither, readers. Me neither. Holy tracheotomy.
Our excursion only lasted a few hours, so I didn’t have much time to have a quarter-life crisis and spontaneously purchase a Tuscan villa of my own… but it was such lovely countryside, I wouldn’t rule out an impulse buy on my next trip.
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