All in Food
So there I was being shown the three old olive grinding basins in Alziari’s charmingly antiquated mill, my nostrils filled with the heavy scent of crushed olives. The basins and the revolving grinding wheels are made from that same shiny beige marble-like sandstone - locally quarried - that we still see in the older curbstones of Nice, Monaco and other towns along the Riviera coast.
The sizzle and smoke of a large wood burning grill was the first to reach my nostrils and demand my attention. The wafting smoke and burger assembly line took me back to summer BBQs and garden parties, despite being able to see my breath in the frigid winter air.