I arrived in Chianti last night. They have just had some significant rain (harder for the dogs to find the truffle) and it is cold (that’s good). The rain is supposed to have passed by tomorrow, so we are hopeful the ground will dry enough to begin harvesting.
Can’t help but feel a bit nervous about the next few days. In recent years there have been relatively poor yields that have miraculously turned in our favor during the final few days of my trip. We’ve been really lucky.
But this is a banner year. I don’t think I’ve ever seen this many truffles around. Could it really be this easy? Or could our luck just as easily turn sour in the eleventh hour? Not to be melodramatic, but there is still some mystery to all this.