I’ve got a theory that says anything made with love and passion and humility can do you no harm. Not only that, but it tastes so much better too. I think that’s the thing about Italian food. In fact, after opening a new Gourmet Traveller this morning over breakfast with the shiny ads and self-congratulatory reviews of menus I personally would never want to eat even if they paid me, ne sono convinta.
It’s personal I know. And of course the same glossy pages are filled with words like passion and provenance and local but the motivation I suspect might just be a little skewed. For my taste at least.
I think back to the best meals I’ve ever had. Not even meals so much as single things: the best bread, the best gelato, the best cornetto in the morning, the best caffe’. None of those experiences have been in places ever likely to grace the pages of GT. They’ve been in places like this tiny pasticceria, still baking right in the centre of Perugia and making the most sublime crostata di prugne you’ll ever taste. In my humble opinion of course.
But thinking about it just now, humble might just be the operative word.
Pasticceria Lupi Via Della Viola, 33 Perugia Italy 075 572 1677