Mamma Agata's terrace sits high up in the clouds in the small Italian town called Ravello. Guest are surrounded by the view of the Amalfi Coast and the lemon trees below. On the table are numerous little dishes that can't wait to have food placed on them. We spent the vast majority of the morning and early afternoon preparing our own breakfast and lunch. A lesson well taught. And once you do begin to eat (and can't stop), you'll find yourself all ears to Mamma Agata's daughter, Chiara, as shares stories that make the conversation interesting, along with a few jewels for thought. Like the apron needs to be neat across a woman's bosom, or that there is no such thing as Caesar Salad in Italy....WHAT!! Her story of meeting Martha Stewart is delightful. And what's that red stuff everyone craves? They call it Red Hell for a reason. Consisting of 5 different types of chili peppers, it went on everything...bread, zucchini, pasta, etc. Check out the pictures below, and if you'll like to place an order and have it delivered from Italy, check it out here.
Rhonda & Sharee Washington