Trip Start Feb 28, 2011
22Trip End Jun 01, 2011
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The next day we headed to Bolzano, which is about 45 minutes away from, Malgolo and a beautiful drive through the Mendola pass. Winding up and down the mountain passing vineyards, small villages, castles and churches all while being surrounded by the Dolomiti Mountains. Once in Balzano we visited my cousin Diego and his wife Evelyn then to Bruna and Marcello house for a drink. This all lead up to lunch at Rosanna's house with her daughter Francesca. Lunch started with a few glasses of wine. Following the wine we ate the best lasagna of all time. I cannot imagine lasagna tasting any better any where in the world. Followed by chicken, salad and for desert, fresh strawberries that actually melt in your mouth. I was asleep on the couch ten minutes later, it was that good
From Balzano Demis and I drove to Trento to visit my cousin Matteo, his wife Martina and son Ricardo. We also met up with Demis’ girlfriend Sylvia and walked around Trento that night. It is another amazing Italian town and you enter the center of the city by walking past a huge wall from medieval times. Once inside Trento the streets begin to wind around shops and restaurants and past the Duomo which is connected to a Piazza and castle Buon Consiglio. We then headed to a brewery one of Demis's favorite places for local pizza and beer.
One morning Demis and I went for a run in through the fields from Romeno to Cavareno in the Valle Di Non
Later that day Demis took me to San Romedio, which is a sanctuary on a cliff about five minutes from there home. The sanctuary was built high atop the rocky cliff but in a valley so it is high up and surrounded by mountains at the same time. Its a long walk to get to the top of San Romedio and on the way out of the sanctuary on the back of an arch as I was walking down the ancient steps was a saying, it said, "Dove vai tu?" It's not easy to notice but I stopped and asked Demis what it meant and he told me and then we just stood there for a minute
We meet Matteo, Maria and Ricardo for dinner in Trento that night and Maria who is from Verona made a typical Verona dish risotto and roast veal. To say it was great would be an understatement. After dinner Matteo and I saluted and down with grappa. Grappa is something I had to try in Italy but it is a very, very strong liquor. The following morning I went for a walk with Roberto and Vanda through the endless apple fields that they own in the Valle Di Non. One of the quietest and most tranquil places in the world as Vanda says. As we finished out walk Luciano drove by and picked me and Roberto up. I wasn't sure where we were going but Luciano has more energy than any person I know so I knew it would be great. We went down the valley to a bigger village that had a local bar, it was about 12pm so there were a few people inside drinking wine for lunch. We had a drink and picked up one of Luciano's friends and in the back of the car , was a huge empty wine jug. About five minutes later we walked down a stone path towards a house, Luciano was talking to someone who was hanging out the widow of the old home. We went into a basement that was like a small wine cellar that had three containers distilling homemade wine. The basement was made of stone uneven walls and had old bottles of wine everywhere. We were there to fill the jug of wine that we brought but before we filled it we needed to try the wine first
From there we headed to Luciano's house for lunch where his wife Louisa was cooking. We started with fresh proscuiotto, cheese, pickles and salame. Next Polenta was dished out on my plate, your supposed to put the gorgonzola cheese under the polenta so it melts the cheese, then on top of the polenta I put porcini mushrooms and sausages. There is honestly no way to describe how good it was. I had to force myself to stop eating because if I ate anymore it would be reaching unhealthy levels. We took a short break and had fresh fruit with home made vanilla gelato. I will never forget that gelato, it was the best I ever had. Finally we finished with an Italian liquor and coffee. What a lunch.
The following day we went to Garda Lake to spend the day and night camping. Garda lake is the biggest lake in Italy and that night we had dinner in a small waterfront village. "The champion of the pizza" is what Rosana called the cook at the pizzeria and there were trophies and pictures on the walls
There really is no way to sum up my time in Magolo and Bolzano with my family. During the week I met fifteem family members many of which share the last name Giuliani. I am truly blessed to have such an incredible family in Italy, they opened their homes and kitchens to me. Even though not everyone speaks English there was never a language barrier. To be in a place where time ceases to exist and to see my last name on the front door of homes is indescribable. I don't know if there is anything more special than sitting around the kitchen table eating and drinking with family surrounded by apple fields and snow capped mountains in the Italian sun.
"Dove vai tu?" = "Where do you go?"-San Romedio