I was invited by chef Aurelio to go to the Biroldo festival in Marlia. Biroldo is like black pudding, boudin noir. It basically is a blood sausage and popular in the Garfagnana mountains; I like it it but it is an acquired tasted, often offal. I can’t imagine a festival like this in Britain or the US, maybe France but in a small town outside of Lucca there were 2000 people.





There isn’t a market in Italy without a porchetta

The tasting & judging to find the best Biroldo lasted about 3 hours with the winner having a throne to sit on.


The event was so Italian & of course had to have cheer leaders, although the brass band stopped playing in the middle of their dance routine.



Nice trainers