I slept into the late afternoon, woke up to a dark cave like room in a soft king size bed. I jumped from the bed and threw some clothes on and when I opened the door I hit a wall of beauty indescribable. Podere Pomaia is located on the on the grounds of a winery, agriturismo and organic farm. It sits on top of the of the mountain region looking down onto Arezzo. Peach, walnut and olive trees peppered the rolling hills behind and around the villa, lavender bushes lined the stone steps leading up to the house and rows of grapevines covered the property. Every view was breath taking, surrounded by this beauty was quite humbling.
The restaurant is steps away from the villa, this is where we took most of our meals and learned how to make homemade pasta. Iacopa was the reserved, dreamy proprietor of the whole operation, his vivacious girl friday was Anna. She was a force of nature really, think of an Italian Gilda Radner, all smiles, energy and a laugh that was simply inspiring. Anna acted as server, sommelier, manager, hostess and cooking teacher. They welcomed our little family into their little family.
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