Memories of a Golden Day at Gennargentu Park, Sardinia…The park is on the eastern edge of the island, home to the region’s largest mountain range, that stretches out in breath-taking silence.
Our gang got escorted up in jeeps on a rocky path above a gorge to reach a shepherd’s hut.
There, shepherd Giovanni, who’s been tending his flocks for 50 of his 67 years, roasted meats, spooned fresh ricotta out of a big metal pot onto thin, crisp Sardinian bread (Carasau), and topped it off with a drizzle of honey from hives kept near the spring below. I could have stayed there just eating that ricotta for the rest of my happy life.
Then out came some surprise desserts…
We sat on picnic benches, over the gorge, listening to birdsongs and savoring the air, the flavors, the quiet, the view.
The whole adventure was the perfect combo of simple/delicious/spectacular.
Click here for more info re how to have such a Golden Day Experience.
Buon Viaggio!
