Showing posts with label piemonte. Show all posts
Showing posts with label piemonte. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Getting ready for autumn with a tasting of grappa

It was 1885 when a man called Francesco Trussoni came up with the idea to make the first single grape grappa in history, in a town called Gallo d’Alba. Being in the heart of Barolo country this was of course a Grappa di Barolo. In 1922 the distillery was taken over by Mario Montanaro and his wife Angela Trussoni who, together with their son Giuseppe Montanaro, perfected the grappa production process in the years that followed. Since this distillery is only a few kilometres away from our hilltop, I decided that it was time to go and have a look and learn more about this local specialty. Together with the Drover and his Dad, who both like a good glass of whiskey and know a fair bit about the whiskey distilling process, I went on a grappa adventure in the area.

Visiting a grappa distillery was a first for me. So far I have never really enjoyed the taste of grappa so much. Maybe because I had not developed the right taste for it yet, or because I had never tried a really good one? Whatever it was, I was very curious and interested to see the production process and taste the result of Montanaro’s yearlong experience. The young lady that welcomed us in the shop took us to the back to show the distillery. Here she explained that Mario Montanaro makes various single grape grappa’s and a grappa of a mix of different grape varieties. Between September and December the wineries in the area bring the ‘leftovers’ of their grapes to the distillery, after having crushed and pressed them for winemaking. From the end of September until March Montanaro is in full swing to distil he vinacce, the grape ‘leftovers’.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Food and culture. Food and identity. Food and sustainability. Food and love.

In the spring of 2011 I moved from my hometown Gouda in the Netherlands to a beautiful hilltop town in the Langhe area of Piemonte, Northern Italy. Surrounded by vineyards and hazelnut orchards I was going to study Food Culture and Communications and I would become an expert in eco-gastronomy. Unfortunately things did not turn out to be what I had expected, and for various reasons I decided to stop my study programme. Making this decision was not easy, but luckily I was not alone in my hilltop town. The Drover, my boyfriend, private chef, baker and limoncello maker, came all the way from Australia to experience the Italian food adventure with me. He showed me that studying and learning is not something that you can only do in schools and universities: self-education could be the most interesting path to follow.

“How do you know all this?” is a question I have asked the Drover very often, when he was telling me another story or when he was sharing another bit of his knowledge with me.