After returning safely to Split from our Splendid Sailing Sojourn it was off to Istria! Istria is a small peninsula that has been occupied by Italy, Austria, Hungary, Yugoslavia and now Croatia and NO WONDER! There’s gold in them thar hills…yes the black and especially the white variety and ohhhh are they yummy! We made our way to Rovinj in the rain, yes a long wet driving day. But no matter, the old city looked great with the glistening limestone alleys.
And this morning it was up early to head to Montovun, and ancient walled city that we toured as the clouds began to part.
We had arranged for a Truffle Hunt of the finest kind: experienced hunter, awesome dog, just us. And off we went.
Anita has been hunting truffles for over 30 years and is third generation Istrian Truffle Diva. Vera, a six year old German Pointer with a very wet tongue has been at Anita’s side for five years. Together they are awesome. The outfit is called NaturaTartufo. Remember it if you ever want this experience of a lifetime!
Within minutes, our first black truffle. Then a bit more hunting, a bit more slipping in the mud and then…EUREKA!
A veritable trove of truffles, a fountain of fungus, a plethora or pestilence, an over abundance of over indulgence. We had hit pay dirt, most literally.
By the end of just over an hour, we had found truffles indeed and more than expected, thanks to Vera the truffle tracker.
After a lunch of fresh white truffle encrusted scrambled eggs and truffled ice cream and truffled brandy (are you hungry yet?) it was off to, what else? The truffle festival!
After we had our fill, just a final visit to the walled city of Istria to pay respects to the birthplace of our favorite Indy car driver.
Until tomorrow then…
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