Three funerals in Piemonte

Unfortunately, another funeral; always in 3’s, indeed. First Zio Giacomo, last week, then Franco, now Stefano, today. I will finish my caffe shakerato, made by Massimiliano Poggio at Machi’s Bar here in Bubbio, then follow Stefano’s coffin on foot with the other Bubbiese, to the elegant cemetery in Bubbio…

Stefano’s son, Max, was my first friend here in Piemonte. I’ve no idea why, but Bubbio was where I went, in need. Our first year was fraught with minor drama, things broke, stuff happened, and my guy was often away, on a project. Loazzolo, our commune was too small, no store, not even a bar…

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