No rain in the forecast so out we go.  We set out a walk to the Po river, which winds kind of north and south through Torino, and back.  So, of course, we walk on via Po!  I stopped and bought some tiny hand crocheted shoes for baby Juna but mostly we did some “power walking” to the east.  The bridge to go over to the park on the other side had a steady flow of people.  Sunday in the city—everyone wants to get out in the green spaces.  We stopped for a coffee on the other side.  The barista’s boss asked us where we were from and then he said to the barista–“Here’s your chance to practice your American.”  It was funny.  Leaving there we had a clear view of some snow covered mountains.  We got out our city map to see if we could figure out what direction we were looking and a nice couple, from the bar, asked if we needed help.  I told him we just wanted to know what we are seeing, north, south, east or west.  He said:  “Francia.”  so clear.  We are seeing the French alps to the west.  We talked with them for a while and went on for the rest of our walk, north along the river and across the next bridge.  The walkway (and this entire town, really) is well tagged:

Then we tried a new way back towards home on via Giulia.  We passed a pretty church, emptying out and the obvious father and son walked in front of us for a few blocks.  

We came through the gardens behind Piaaza Castello and wlked slowly through it.   Kids playing in this fountain reminded me of Cascades park and home.

Lunch reservation at 1:00 didn’t give us any rest time.  We changed our somewhat sweaty clothes and I took off my sneakers and walked, to the west, to Trattoria L’Oca Fola.  (There is goose paraphernalia everywhere) The cute curtains:

They have a set menu for Sundays.  Three appetizers:  first was beef tartare.  (I took a few bites but it’s just not me.)  Then a swirl of soft cheese with mushrooms and truffels with some crostini.  Heaven and earth in the mouth!  The third app was my favorite dish of the meal: pumpkin flan (not sweet but with real pumpkin flavor) with a bright red, fresh tomato coulis on top.  Oh my!  What a delicious combination!  Then (I had already asked to bring me less food)  asparagus risotto with al dente rice like you would never have in the states and  cheesey sauce.  THEN! the traditional ravioli al plin in sugo arrosto.  These are basically small meat stuffed pasta in meat gravy.  These had a touch of nutmeg and wow!  Pork filet with hazelnut sauce was likewise excellent.  Desserts:  Ken had panna cotta and I had bonét.  We drank a local sparkling white with the meal.  Really one of the best meals of our trip….so far.

We didn’t rush back and just strolled off the meal.  Ken was way too full because he ate whatever I didn’t so that we got into the clean plate club.

Rest time, laundry, etc.  We went out for an evening stroll.  Lots of music in the streets including these dancers with the crowd singing along what may have been traditional music.  

We checked out some of the “happy hour” out door cafes but we just were still so full.  Finally we stopped in the gallery with this beuatiful theater (and the fancy Coop) and had a drink and some potato chips.  That was dinner.

Great day!  We’re really getting a feel for Torino and it’s big city polish with the Piemontese grit.