Un'eterna romantic all'Osteria senz'Oste

I am an eternal romantic, I always will be and no event can ever change my way of being, ormai l’ho capito. Some live in the clouds, others live in a dream world. I am so…

I made this premise to make you understand my enthusiasm when one evening with a person I went to see Simon Toninato, a chef has become a dear friend. You should know that for a year here in the way I put myself to the people has changed.

Life presents us with sometimes insurmountable obstacles, but if you manage to climb over you begin to see things with different eyes, you remove the patina that it dulls the mind and do not allow us to give due weight to our choices. Everything becomes lighter, and the only open-heart talk with the people becomes a real discovery of life. I now live so.

We began to chat with Simon telling our stories. After listening to some excerpts of my life told me that I absolutely had to go to a tavern: the Osteria senz'Oste.

Yeah I hear you say: “Simon must have thought that you needed to drink !"But I tell you noo! Quest'Osteria in the heart of the beautiful Valdobbiadene is a place for romantics like me, the ideal place for daydreaming!

But now I want to tell ... because I went there seriously!

With my candy white, hundred of macchinina, One morning shortly after I left in that direction. Finally come to Valdobbiadene was not easy to find. After wandering up and down the steep streets, However, enjoying breathtaking views, I saw a sign indicating. Sighing excited I parked the car in the appropriate spaces, placed between the rows of vines.

While walking here and I shot the photo to stop the beautiful images that filled my eyes. Then, I saw a small road that I indicated the direction, and slowly climbed. When I reached the top I was speechless.

I was alone in front of a typical country house, with bunches of corn hanging on the walls, herbs in flower beds, and an old wooden door that opened wide after contemplating.

Entering, My expression was enchanted in front of a typical peasant family home of the good times. Everything was in perfect order: pottery place on the shelves, Wooden cutting boards specially designed for use, and so serve to refresh themselves.

After I looked a bit 'around I found the appropriate directions clearly marked on the table. Then, had not yet had lunch, I arranged a snack serving me as if I were alone at home. Each product was carefully preserved as the cost per. Obviously, being in the heart of Valdobbiadene, I poured myself a glass of Prosecco.

In that atmosphere of other times I was at peace with the world. All of a sudden decided he entered a man of mighty. I followed him with his eyes as he, muttering to herself about the everyday chores, was engaged in lighting the fireplace.

I had not bothered to take a look, perhaps to meet my intimacy with the place. I looked at him and said,: “Friends, Luckily, that has to do his…” I drew his attention, click and turned, looking a bit 'dazed. I do not remember exactly how it happened, but he began to tell me a bit 'of his life.

It was a circus that was born in Berlin, after the loss of family, met by chance the person creator of this project. He listened to, and accepted his invitation to follow in Italy. Despite the look a bit 'sad, he told me that he was happy that choice. The peace of the place allowed him to find his peace.

Just as he arrived he went. I followed him until I saw him disappear outside. Thoughtful shook me from my thoughts I realize that it was time to have to go. Rest everything perfectly in order as I had found, and I made the account alone, putting money in a small bank prepared specifically for use.

Before leaving, I saw the book make and I decided to make one myself. This was the proof of my coming of my thought, firmly convinced that the Italian people, the real one, are men of honor and passion. I wrote it very clearly, because the Osteria senz'Oste is proud of testimony.

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