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Gubbio: Dining Amongst Wolves

Where else would you expect to dine than at the Taverna del Lupo and anyplace else that had marketing smarts to add wolf to the name of their establishment. Out of the four restaurants that we visited - two with lupo and two without - these three are worth mentioning. All are located in the center of Gubbio.

***Taverna del Lupo lives up to the hype despite a lack of photos. Tartufi / truffles unabashedly used on the menu.

Left: Sfogliatina del Lupo con tartufo   Right: Frittatina gentile con lamelle di tartufo

Via Ansidei 21, lunch and dinner, reservations suggested, major credit cards, closed Monday

**½ Enoteca/Wine Bar “La Madia di Giuseppe” was discovered by chance when I picked up the glossy ad flyer at our hotel's front desk. This is a great “chill” place to unwind and discuss everything from the state of affairs to how Maddie will take to her new doxie brother (we are picking him up this Saturday!). Something about the casual ease of this wine bar urged us to pay a visit twice...both times within the same evening. They serve light lunches, soups and salads along with selected wines by the glass and cheese/salumi plates. We started off with a leisurely aperitivo then returned, later that night, for more wine and nibbles.

From bottom left and clockwise: Pecorino cheese - young, aged, truffle, saffron, walnuts

Via Mastro Giorgio n.6, credit cards accepted

**Ristorante San Francesco e il Lupo is the answer to truffle lovers who may not have deep enough pockets to dine at Taverna del Lupo every single night. And what better place than this restaurant/pizzeria with an apropos name! That's how badly I wanted to get my fill of truffles, even if the pizzas at this place are not baked in a wood-burning oven. The MotH, automatic pizza gourmand by right-of-birth, deemed the “Tartufo” worthy of its creation.

Behold! The Tartufo!

Via Cairoli 24, credit cards accepted

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