Dear friends how are you? Are you also looking back at this year that once again is almost gone, and thinking: wow, it’s good to be here. I do, despite everything. The economy, the crazy weather, the earthquakes (we had two major ones in the last 3 months), the politics, the floods and no olive… Continue reading a roast chicken with Umbrian herb salt for the holidays
August is a long, slow month in Umbria. Most of the world seems to be somewhere else. Italians flock to the beach and everybody else believes it’s not a good time to be here so it’s very quiet here on our magical mountain. Every evening at sunset we sit on the terrace with a glass… Continue reading cold wild-fennel and cucumber soup
Auguri! Happy Holidays and peace to all my friends and family. A special thought to all those who are alone, or ill or feeling sad. May the future bring you kindness, hope and relief. Letizia and family from Assisi in Umbria, Italy Buon Natale
Weeks ago I received an email from a woman stating the following: “we considered staying at your B&B for our holidays but we have read on your blog that you are planning to renovate the new part of the house and we are afraid the works will disturb us during our stay”. Indeed last May,… Continue reading if only she knew….
Today it’s a turning point in my life. I have been waiting for this since 26 December 1996. On that day Ruurd, my husband, and I walked to the top of our beautiful hill in the snow. Here we fell in love with the incredible views of Assisi and the surrounding countryside. Despite the dilapidated… Continue reading it’s finally my turn: I own a castle and I will even have an office
I’ve always had a fascination for old houses. When I was a child the Umbrian countryside was full of abandoned houses, castles, hamlets. Now they have all been renovated into anything from humble agriturismo to fancy spa retreats. My parents loved to picnic near old houses. If they were safe to walk into, we would… Continue reading an enchanted house: Palazzo Bourbon di Sorbello in Perugia
PERSIMMONS. I better hurry up and pick them before the frost makes them burst. Every autumn it’s the same story. We first have a brief spell of leaf glory, when the proverbial Umbrian green turns to golden and red. Then rain comes, more rain than we want. Everything becomes gray except the persimmons. You see… Continue reading spiced persimmon and orange jam