The Beauties of Piemonte: Le Langhe

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The Beauties of Piemonte: Le Langhe

I was born in the province of Cuneo, near the Alps, in a village that looks like a still from a 1930's movies, where women still feel they need to have red lipstick and heels to leave the house and go buy bread, where Sunday is still the day you go to mass at eleven in the morning, then stroll down the portici of the main street, chatting with people and end up at the caffe' for a San Simone before lunch.


A village where you still see the scars of World War Two, because our valleys have lost a whole generation of men, then, and there is not a single person who does not have a soldier's story to tell or remember.

My village is beautiful and special, but there are many like it in the Cuneo province: it is a village of the Langhe, the rolling hills of good wine, hazelnuts, amazing cheeses and incomparable food, so much so you probably know about them without even realizing it. Barolo, Nebbiolo, Dolcetto, Barbera are our wines; hazelnut cakes, cornmeal shortbread (so delicious when dipped in red wine!), and castagnaccio are our desserts; sheep cheese, we call it "tuma", castelmagno, nostrano and ricotta are some of our cheeses. We are the land of the best white truffles in the world, the "tartufo d'Alba", and I can guarantee you, there is nothing quite like it anywhere else: I know my truffles, trust me. My father used to go truffle searching and I grew up thinking having truffle shavings over scrambled eggs and fresh pasta with butter or ragu' was absolutely normal. Only when I was an adult I realized how lucky I had been.


I could say the same about wild mushrooms: porcini, spugnole, castägnin ( we call them so, because they always grow around chestnut trees), just to mention a few. Our meat is considered among the best in Italy: just ask about the Carru' beef and veal and see gourmets' eyes light up with desire.






It is not a case that the most famous culinary association of the past thirty years was born just here, in the Langhe: you all know it well, if you love Italy. The Slow Food Association was created in 1986 in the town of Bra and has as its main aim the promotion of locally grown, traditional produce and products. The Slow Food people don't care about money, the association started as a non-profit affair, and still is today, in spite of its popularity pretty much everywhere in the world; the movement has become a sort of umbrella name for several groups, initiatives and entities, including a University of Gastronomy in Pollenzo (CN), a publishing house (Slow Food Editore) and several other initiatives all aiming at protecting, valuing and bringing back on our tables some of the most amazing Italian dishes and products.

But the Langhe won't charm you simply and solely because of their food: they are truly beautiful, too. Almost hauntingly so. It is the colors of vineyards, the deep oranges, red and browns of the Autumn, stark against the shimmering, white majesty of the Maritime Alps, which embrace these ancient hills, lift them up to the bluest of skies. The Langhe will conquer your heart with their fresh, zingy air and the sweet grumpiness of their people: they say we Piemontese are a strange lot, who don't like to speak a lot and have the same reserved, surly look of the mountains that cradle us lovingly every day of our life, and well: it is true, at least in part. We are not the most social of people, we like to keep to ourselves and, on average, we don't like change a lot; but there are a lot of great pros to these apparent cons. We are trustworthy, we believe in family values, we are good people. And when we open our houses to somebody, they become family members to us, they'll always be welcome. We cook like gods and goddesses. We are great mountain walkers. You see, we can be pretty charming... So... the people in the Langhe: they will amaze you, too.

There is something, in this little corner of Piemonte, that made time stop; it may be the mountains, it may be the fact, as I said already, we don't like change much, we Piemontese, so we must have signed a pact with the angels or whatnot to let us live our lives as it were the '40s (minus the war, clearly. We didn't dig that), but there is something incredibly charming about the Langhe, their people, their stories: read Cesare Pavese, and you'll see. We haven't changed much and neither did the hills and the mountains. We'll still invite you in our kitchen for some fresh bread, good salame and cheese and a earthy tumbler of dolcetto.

Francesca Bezzone

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Friday, October 19TH, 2012 by Guest

Langhe is beautiful! I know the White Truffle Festival is still on going right now on Alba. One famous food festival every foodies is looking forward to. I've never been in Langhe, I'd love to visit there someday, taste the food, the wine and the famous Fererro products from its homeland. And I'll surely go there just in time for the Truffle fair for the white truffles.

Cheers from Goowai Hotel Italia!