Guest User
April 25, 2024
This place deserves more than two words, because it is much more than a commercial activity, much more than a stopover, much more than an excellent dinner or a beautiful view. Essentia, in Larino, is, for the world, like the heart that the Tin Man is missing in the Wizard of Oz. The love for what his land produces makes Salvatore a unique guest, whose first concern, upon your arrival, is not the documents to register or even the check in, but to show you the laborious beauty of his ancient grains, ears tall and swollen with grains that bring forgotten aromas to the table. Yes, because the table, then, is the real place of the journey. Indeed, the journey is the destination and origin. In a family dinner atmosphere, Salvatore brings his products into the room, explains them, washes them with delicious Molise wines, and is almost enchanted himself in the story of the peasant processions and the festively decorated floats, pulled by pairs of oxen , paper flower dresses that women start creating in January so that in May everything is perfect. In a world where "zero kilometers" has become a clever brand to pass off suspicious authenticity, visiting Essentia should be almost obligatory, because in a land that for many is not flat, certainly the palate is often flattened by foods without a history. Here at Salvatore's, you will find the thread again, and you will find the story; here the ancient wheat, the soppressata, the pampanella, will be the fragment on which the pearl of a place in the soul will be wrapped, where things - all things - are solid and simple.
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