Just to give you an idea of what I wished I had heard a week ago Saturday here’s Carlo Bergonzi in 1981 singing the big tenor aria from Oberto.
Bergonzi lives in the Busseto area and has established the Accademia Verdiana, mentoring and nurturing young singers. His son Marco runs their Albergo – I due Foscari. I decided that since I was at the Teatro Verdi just next door I would have dinner there after the opera.
The meal was good but not exceptional – culatello, porcini and pumpkin tagliatelle, 7 cheeses from the region with fruit compotes, green apple sorbet, a half-bottle of a local white and coffee – but it was an odd, almost uncomfortable, experience. I was seated at a table for one at the head of the large baronial dining room with an elderly waiter (I’m not certain but at one point I believe he tugged on his forelock) attending to my needs. I had an uninterrupted view of all the other dinners (and the room was full.) There I was, Lord of All I Surveyed and All I Surveyed stared back at me in my lonely splendor. As I said, slightly discomforting.
4 novembre – San Carlo Borromeo