What's your number? doxycycline hyclate 100mg tablets acne I passed the cathedral on my first evening in town, leaving my cave in the Grotte to wander up silent cobbled streets for dinner. I had learnt from Dora that food, like much else in Matera, is still in thrall to the past. In places such as Tuscany, restaurants have gloried in cucina povera for decades, but here, so ashamed were they of the peasant cooking of their parents, restaurateurs have felt able to explore the town’s traditional dishes only in the past two or three years. I ate one such, stracinate di grano arso, a pasta that owes its distinctive nutty flavour to its use of grano bruciato: grains of wheat “burnt” by the sun after lying in the stubble before being gleaned by the poorest peasants.
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