“[…] I was finally home. Home in Chianti.”
“Mi piaci come la torta di ceci”
“I decided, somewhat impulsively, that it would be a fun idea to walk from Florence to Siena. […] It all sounded very bucolic.”
“Everything about Florence seems to be coloured with a mild violet, like diluted wine”
“The ideal table of sharing for human beings is the stage”
“It’s a type of cuisine that teaches us the value of food and how not to waste it. This is why we have to defend it from extinction.”
“There’s always room for one more at the table.”
“[..] in seemingly small places there is such depth beyond the surface in which to indulge.”
“The mystical and mysterious Monte Amiata is an inexhaustible source of surprises and oddities. It’s nice to visit, to come back again and again, always with fresh eyes and keen perception.”
There’s another kind of light here, as if the sun rises differently. There’s another kind of time here, as if nature dictates the hours.
They do not only drink wine, they smell, eat, experience, and are raised by it.
The “Inaccessible” Island
“The sign of a great cuisine is how it reinterprets the cheaper cuts of meat, and in Florence it is perfected – without irony – to an art form.”
“It has lived many lives and it has been a silent and steadfast observer of pivotal moments in Florence’s illustrious and chequered history.”
“Home-cooked meals with produce from the garden, a breathtaking landscape, meditation and best of all, total silence”.
“Yesterday, as today, Castiglioncello fosters those perfectly lazy routines, those that epitomize the dolce far niente.”
“Bolgheri is a story of locals and family; it is also a global story.”
