Some of the best times we had on our Italian trip were the result of either happy accidents or referrals. In Florence, we ate at a place that we had been to several years ago. My friend Bryn’s brother is a chef and he had recommeded Trattoria La Casalingua to her. She in turn passed the tip on to me. We ate there again and found that the food is still fantastic, by the way.
In Montefalco, we went to a winery that had a huge tour group come in just after we arrived. We asked for a referral to another good winery. Feeling sorry for us, they very nicely recommended another fantastic winery called Antonelli. We had a fantastic tasting there and loved the wines so much that we bought several bottles. As we packed up our purchases, I asked for a dinner recommendation. The recommended spot was a tasting restaurant named L’Alchimista. Set in the beautiful center of the old town, the location and the food were amazing. Once again, we were all happy.
Spoleto is where the happy accidents came in. After arriving in this charming town that dates to the 4th century, we sat down to lunch and it immediately started raining. It was not just a drizzle. It was a downpour. So we waited. And we ate and drank until we could neither eat nor drink any more. Just as we were ready to give up on seeing this town, the sun came out. As did all of these musicans as a choral and band festival with performers from all over Italy could finally happen. So we walked the streets of Spoletto with marching bands and saw an amazing choral performance in an old church where the group sang “Swing low, sweet chariot” in Italian. It was like it had all been planned just for us.