Fabrizio, his wife Antonella and daughter Ilaria invited us to their house to help them make ragù and pici. We spent an incredible morning together making stock, drinking coffee, eating wet walnuts and chatting while the pigeons cooked in the pot. The family squabbled happily about who rolled the best pici, and after a hectic few days I felt myself finally slow down to the Tuscan pace of life. We had spent almost the whole day on one dish, but what a joy it was. Not just lunch, but an invitation to partake in the skills of the Tuscan kitchen; a wonderful way to spend the day.