We walked down to Osteria della Logge, just off Piazza del Campo to the left of the town hall and just a block from the now imfamous Tratoria la Torre (in fact, we'd caught sight of "Signore Torre" earlier in the evening watching us with our post-wedding pictures ... we waved).
Ben introduced us to the gentleman who would be taking care of us for dinner and got us settled. Final pictures were taken and our friends departed. Ben had made special arrangements with the owner, ensuring we had a 2004 Chianti and a dish specially prepared with white truffles that evening (as our love of both was already well known to Ben).
We were asked if we wanted to pick specific dishes, or to just have a tasting menu. The tasting menu sounded harmless enough ... we would just be "tasting," not "gorging" ourselves. It also appealed to both of us, since we were both feeling a bit exhausted at this point, and happy to have someone else making the decisions for us. The first dish was quite reasonably portioned, leading us to expect to escape the evening without gaining 10 pounds, particularly if they stuck to the four-course structure we'd come to expect. Our wonderfully prepared and delicious white truffle dish was course #6 (or was it #7?), and - guaging from their surprise at our suggestion to move straight from course #6 to dessert - we believe we were possibly only about half-way to completion. Our host graciously responded, bringing us only one dessert to split between the two of us, and it was fantastic. We thanked our host, gathered our belongings and official documents and special coins, and we made our way back into the piazza, still crowded and busy, but now dark (the picture above).
By now, Nancy's feet were screaming to get out of her shoes. She walked barefoot for a few moments of relief, but forced herself back into the shoes for the rest of the walk back to our Siena home at Palazzo Ravizza.
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