Onto our accommodation in Canale Tenno. OMG! Just like a fairy tale. Built in the twelfth century, the village is comprised of four story stone buildings. You expect some little old witch to come around the corner at any moment. And this strange fusion of Italian and Austrian. They’re really Italian, but somehow they’re really Austrian. You see something similar in Switzerland, but in Swiss in each Canton they are really one culture or the other; but here they were a real fusion. First course – pasta – cause that’s what we do. Last course – apple strudel – cause that’s what we do.
Then into the restaurant. It’s a Wednesday so we’re the only ones for lunch. Food was spectacular, matched with local wines.
A course of gnocci. I like gnocci, I don’t love it. I loved this. Soft, delicious and covered in a wilted spinach leaf. OMG! Gnocci worth mentioning; that’s how good it was.
And the apple strudel - yes, apple strudel.
Then the restaurant is connected to a villa, just up the road, which is normally closed to the public. Trevor asked if we could go up and see the gardens. They said they’d ring and arrange it. How nice. What we didn’t expect was to get a guided tour of the villa itself.
Not only did they have four hundred year old frescos (ok, big yawn, frescos frescos everywhere), but these were really well preserved and the colours really vibrant. I love Italy.
