Chapter 27
Piazza Savona, AlbaPaolo was absorbing information about truffles and their history in a rush, another distinct difference from his unhurried work in a vineyard that never seemed to change. Trifolài were the kings of gastronomy, even though their treasures would ultimately be transformed by the chefs who delivered these white diamonds to the table.
Past the introductions, Stefano was more interested in the conversation that Rita was having with the hunter, a discussion that had become quite spirited. It seems the hunter wanted an astronomical sum for this year's truffles, a price that was nearly triple the past year.
“Non ci sono tartufi!” he exclaimed, “there are no truffles,” throwing his hands up before shrugging his shoulders, admitting that there must be some, or else he
