It’s a shame this site has not been keeping on for a while now and I’m sorry about that. Today’s post has been long in the making, the seasons changed dramatically in the meantime. Listing my reasons for not posting would just be too lame so I’m simply inviting you to step a few months back with me into the wondrous land of Piedmont, Italy.
Lately (please keep in mind this post was first beginning to take shape almost two months ago) every time I looked out the window towards the park or around me outdoors I was struck by how wonderful this year’s autumn was. September was a true disappointment weather-wise, so I guess it wasn’t too hard for October to outperform it. Outperform it did: the nature’s treasures are glorifying. The generous sun provided for all possible shades of yellow, red and brown. Marvellous.
So, I cannot stop wondering how colourful and calming Piedmont in Italy must be in autumn. It’s a wealthy region of Northern Italy (of which Turin is the capital) that we chose as the first part of our summer holiday this year. From here, after a scant week, we headed to Bordeaux and later on to fantastic Cote d’Azur. In retrospect, the Piedmont part of our summer vacation was a true discovery. For some reason I haven’t written here about it yet but we were both very happy there. We’ll be returning gladly.
We stayed in a village of Govone, a gem. It’s the kind of place we always look out for and enjoy the most: unglamorous but quietly elegant and beautifully set within its environs.
Govone as our delightful base (think huge castle atop the village, narrow, stone paved streets all leading up to it), from there we visited several other small towns and villages, that are charming and inviting not only for their greatest treasure which is, of course, their reds, be it Barolo, Barbaresco, Barbera, or any other, but also for the sense of soberness and down-to-earth-ness that’s hard to come by when luxuries are in question.
The countryside in that particular part of Piedmont, know as Langhe, the home of famous Barolo and other remarkable red wines, is not unlike Tuscany, which is probably more notoriously known worldwide.
Here too is a region of rolling hills, manicured to the maximum, dotted with lovely dignified hilltop villages where one can usually find great trattorias and restaurants. In fact, Bruno, our host at Govone’s great b&b, mentioned that within Italy, gastronomically speaking, Piedmont is forming the holy trinity together with Apulia and Sicily.
I can certainly vouch for the food because it was delicious everywhere: in a modest pizzeria down the road, or in a corner trattoria in Alba, or up in the elegant restaurant within Govone castle. I’ll make it no secret that the wine is pretty delicious too. Tested many times.
As for the fine food, we were instructed by the loyal locals to dine at the restaurant Le scuderie in the Govone castle. We went on our last night and it was a meal to remember. The food was delicious, the staff competent and friendly, the surroundings very elegant and pleasant. We couldn’t have imagined a more appropriate way to bid farewell to Govone.
Farewell Govone, till next time!