We have owned our own little osteria (the Italian name for a small, family-run restaurant that focuses on regional dishes and local ingredients, hospitality, and wine)for fifteen years. It's named osteria pane e salute and is tucked away on the second floor of one of the old buildings in the village of Woodstock, Vermont.
Several years ago we built gardens and planted a small orchard out in the country so that we could grow many of our own ingredients for our restaurant in the village. Shortly thereafter, we began planting a vineyard and learning to make wine. Now, we have a winery named la garagista and next year we will release our first vintage wines and dry ciders. We also make liqueurs infused with herbs, flowers, nuts, and fruits from the gardens.
The inspiration: living in an out-of-the-way Italian village the year after we got married. The osteria and our farm are our homage to the terroir of an adoptive home, the terroir of where we live now, and all those in Italy who taught us how to eat, drink, and embrace the elegance of the day.
Herein lies the story....
1 comments:
I soo miss pears with pernod.
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