As we prepare to say arrivederci (for now) to Friuli-Venezia Giulia, and wander off to some new region (stay tuned to see which one!), it’s hard to sum up this extraordinary puzzle piece in the far upper right corner of Italy’s unsurpassed diversity. The word that keeps coming to me—in spite of the dramatic mountain valleys, the awe-inspiring caves

Perhaps it was the gentle, warm, thoughtful hospitality of our Friuli hosts, Carlo and Federika, but from the moment we awoke in their charming agriturismo, with the roosters crowing, the pigs snuffling, the geese honking, and the giant fruit tree commanding their courtyard in full bloom, 




A gentle land, a diverse land, a quiet land. Friuli does not proffer the glitz and glamor that Italy has set the standard for worldwide, but it speaks in its own way of something enduring in the Italian character—an innocence, an appreciation for what is real, lasting, natural, simple; it is the opposite of hypocrisy or putting on a show. Whether discovering at the end of a long, winding dirt road a small inn that prides itself on a wine list that would put most big-city cellars to shame, with unforgettable food to match; or driving among the gentle hills and valleys to sample San Daniele ham or Colli del Friuli wines, Friuli is a place to discover, not a place that will dazzle or overwhelm. 
