Culture. Eat it
13 July 2017
There is a tiny and almost unknown corner of paradise in Apulia called Porto Ghiacciolo.
The small and narrow bay welcomes few privileged wonderers that are able to spot this magical corner.
The water of the sea is crystal clear like a mirror, deep, great for snorkeling and famous for its cold currents; on the top of the cliff rises the castle of Santo Stefano, an important coastal fortification dating back to the Middle Ages.
Our huge soft spot has been the little restaurant – named Porto Ghiacciolo – located on the northern tip of the bay, literally by the sea. You will be able to eat bare foot, only your swimsuit on, eyes gazing at the horizon, in a warm and informal atmosphere…what else could you possibly wish for?!
You can choose the freshest fish ever paired with excellent bottles of white or rosé wine from Salento and Valle d’atria.
There is no fixed menu, it all depends on what the sea decides to give that day: sea urchins, pasta with mussels and clams, bream tartare, are just a few example that makes my mouth still watering and made my wallet very cheerful (everything on the menu is very affordable).
A lunch or a dinner at Porto Ghiacciolo is a must if you are around the area for your holiday. Give Porto Ghiacciolo a try when you get the chance, you won’t regret it!
I would strongly recommend to visit Cisternino as well: place famous for “bombette” (grilled meat rolls), a phenomenal Apulian speciality… from the butcher to the table in a blink of an eye!
Summer in Puglia is truly magical: trust me!
Your cherry on top will be a night spent in a traditional “trullo” (a rural white house with a conical roof) filled with love and a warm breeze from the sea.
F.
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Lawyer and brand manager. Friends and sisters. Husband and wife, or maybe wife and wife. Both share same interests: food, wine (a lot), travels. Adventurous, crazy, funny, affected by wanderlust syndrome. Paris made it happen, now they love getting lost in the world and laugh. For Federica the motto is: “the highest you go, the farthest you see; the farthest you see, the longest you’ll dream” (W. Bonatti) For Margherita the motto is: “the sky is my only limit”