A
welcome return to a favourite place, Molini di Triora, a "miniature
Bethlehem" which clings to the side of a mountain some 20 miles inland
from Sanremo and the Italian Riviera.
The gorge at Loreto, near Triora |
The
road from Taggia, on the coast, snakes up the Valle d'Argentina in a series of
hairpins and unnervingly blind corners (especially if you meet the
Triora-Sanremo bus coming the other way!), through hamlets, villages and small
towns, past olive groves and terraces growing almonds, walnuts, beans, tomatoes.
There's no room for traditional pastures in this mountainous landscape and so
the locals make do, growing fruit and veg wherever they can. Almost every
garden has sunflowers, bean canes, zucchini and tomatoes, while the woods offer
good "wild food": mushrooms, rabbit, boar and deer.
Sign to mushroom hunters at Loreto |
The
region is famous for its food - and rightly so. Its capital, Genoa, is the city
of pesto, that slick pungent green sauce made from pounded basil, sharp
pecorino cheese and pine nuts. On the way up to the village, torn, flapping
posters advertise food festivals: stokafisso (salt cod) in Badalucco, chestnuts
in Andagna, funghi in Triora and snails (lumache) in Molini. There are
hand-painted signs directing you to olive oil sellers or to small-holdings
selling 'produtto tipico' (local produce) such as dried porcini mushrooms,
bottled fruits and vegetables, cheese, cakes made from chestnut flour, and
grappa.
Bought at Sanremo market |
The
Argentina river carves its course right through Molini: sit outside at the Bar
Regina del Bosco (Queen of the Woods) and you can enjoy a stunning view down
the valley while sipping an early evening apperitivo. With your drinks you'll
be served nibbles - stuzzichini - of
cubes of focaccia, tomato bruschetta, local ricotta, salami and olives. At the
Hotel Santo Spirito, there is no menu. The Patrona brings plates of hot and
cold antipasti, then the lightest pasta, followed by carne, usually a rich stew
of meat (venison, rabbit or boar) cooked slowly in red wine with rosemary and
juniper berries. The vino rosso della Casa is ruby-red, made locally, fruity
and fragrant.
Focaccia rising in cafe in Molini |
On
the first morning, while having breakfast of coffee and torta verde, I watched
the cafe owner put the finishing touches to two big trays of focaccia before
she delivered them to the village bakery (which is open 7 days a week) to be
cooked. Later, in Sanremo, a handsome riviera town, full of belle époque
elegance, designer shops and a bustling port, I wandered the aisles of the
market: piles of knobbly green and red tomatoes, bunches of yellow courgette flowers
(for stuffing), shiny purple aubergines, bags of deep crimson sun-dried
tomatoes, oils and vinegars, huge porcini mushrooms, small mountains of pine
nuts, rough wedges of Parmesan and
snow-white mounds of ricotta. I bought cloudy olive oil, sun-dried tomatoes
(unbelievably sweet), Limoncello and a hunk of parmesan. Lunch, taken at a
pavement restaurant near the casino, was fritto misto - mixed seafood dusted in
flour and deep-fried. Simple yet delicious.
Fritto misto for lunch in Sanremo |
Dinner
at Ca'Mea, just outside Badalucco, was just as memorable second time around.
You arrive, you are seated and almost before you have unfurled your napkin, the
first of 12 courses arrives: tomato bruschetta, raw mushrooms sliced over raw
steak, baked cheese, mushrooms with cream and potatoes, mushroom risotto,
mushroom tagliatelle, the tenderest tiny lamb cutlets. All washed down with Ca'Mea's
own red wine. Pudding is a choice of fruit with ice-cream or tiramisu, which is
not some fluffy pumped up version with soggy sponge, but is stiff and creamy - and
served in an enamel chamber pot. The bill for two? 70 Euros.
Porcini and other funghi at Sanremo market |
Drive
further up the mountain and turn left just below Triora. Continue to Loreto
where you get a fabulous view of the gorge. There's a trattoria here, an
unprepossessing little place on the roadside with plastic tablecloths and
strip-lighting. As at Ca'Mea, there is no menu. Course after course comes from
the small kitchen: homemade salami, cured beef, tiny lacy pancakes filled with
mushrooms, polenta with venison stew, rabbit with porcini mushrooms, sliced and
dusted in polenta and deep-fried. The 10-course lunch took two and a half
hours!
Aubergines at Sanremo market |
Courgette flowers at Sanremo market |
Practicalities:
Fly to either Nice or Genoa and hire a car. Nice is closer, but a more frenetic entry point, plus it can take up to 2 hours to collect your hire car. There is a good autostrada along the coast. Exit at Taggia and follow the signs for Triora. There is only one road up the mountain!
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