Monday, 27 August 2012

Sunshine on the plate in the olive grove farm in southern Italy

"The European most pasta is made from puglia!" Studying in Milan, often heard students Alina showed off her home in southern. Olive trees in the broad plains wind dance, large organic farmland and orchard filled with the harvest and aromatic, with white beautiful spires houses "Teluli"...... So when Alina invited me to visit, I am unable to hold oneself back to!

At the date of:In 2011 April the Easter holidays

Guest location:ItalyMy friend Alina in the Puglia home

Guest characters:Students of cherries

Italy rural tourismItaly rural tourism

Boots with Heel of Boot

The departure of the train from the Milan station, all the way south, scenery becomes bright. Apulia is Italy this boot heel, position is not small, is the world's biggest olive oil production, the country most of the vegetable & fruit and thereby, even Milan Michelin restaurant food, also from Puglia land.

Most of Italy's Vegetable & fruit from Apulia.Most of Italy's Vegetable & fruit from Apulia.

"Grandmother heard Chinese guests, said to give you something nice." Alina's grandmother had been to China, the most like to eat Beijing roast duck and dumplings. It is said that in the old man's eyes, Chinese and Italians, are deeply in love with food "chowhound", therefore hear the Chinese guest, naturally want to his hand.

Seven hours by train to an hour's car, entered the room the farm is the time for dinner. The village each and every family has lit up orange light, sunny sky, a few stars scattered hanging in the clear night sky, "Ciao! Ciao!" Early from the photos on the understanding of the Alina family, so when I saw bearded father Paolo and mother Claudia, I feel very warm.

"Come with me to call Mom and dad OK, don't mention it!" Alina took me to a two floor room to live. This is a typical Italian cottage, brunet floor tile white furniture, chandelier hanging art under the roof, windowsill place a few potted flowers, layout is simple but warm feelings. Open the window, the land of the spirit Pumianerlai, now is the stretch as far as eye can see farmland, dotted with some olive tree, farm produce from this and come.

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