Forget Keat's '
time of mellow fruitfulness', I want his
'season of mists'. For me it signifies a time of abundant fungi, and particularly truffles. I look forward to fresh alba truffles from Piedmont, and black truffles from Périgord... I've been
using summer truffles for months, and can't wait for some of their more heavily scented cousins to arrive... Until the supply kicks-in in earnest, Hubby and I have been seeking out the first of the new season offerings on
Alyn Williams'
truffle tasting menu.
