Bar da Praia

Bar da Praia

Alentejo, Portugal

In Odeceixe beach you will learn that being a surfer means being part of a minority religion. You will discover that standing apart and watching their daily liturgies you can enjoy a sheer spectacle and realize that each place our friends in Casa da Dinà suggested we should visit are worth the long journey necessary to reach them. Bar da Praia, folk and eclectic eatery, with a view on the ocean.

Wisefish Poké

Wisefish Poké

New York, USA

If you happen to be in New York and you, too, are delighted by, and vaguely dependent on, the fresh spiced taste of poke, have at least one meal at Wisefish. A laid-back diner based on a deep friendship, on an equally deep love for this Hawaiian dish, and on the wish to share it with us.

The Wild Son

The Wild Son

New York, USA

​When a journey makes us sedentary, we like to experiment kind of a minor routine. Every morning in Manhattan, we reach the High Line and run northward along glossy terraces’ profiles, multicoloured building sites and trails of lively traffic. We go back to Jane and out again, with wet hair and a grumbling stomach, towards our table at The Wild Son. The first one on the left, the brightest one. We order either a bowl of Greek yogurt, granola, flaxseeds, pollen and coconut, or buckwheat pancakes with wildflower honey and curcuma butter, a generous portion even when you share it. Actually, its delicious recipes, creative atmosphere and accurate aesthetics make The Wild Son one of the addresses we would be proud to be real regulars of, if only it were in our hometown.

Arcade Bakery

Arcade Bakery

New York, USA

Today at breakfast you disappear behind the glass door of a lobby in Church Street, order a soft Danish pastry with raisins and an Americano, then slowly enjoy them while watching the coming and going in the building’s corridor. You will not feel like you are exaggerating when you define this odd bakery in Tribeca a bizarre and ingenious work.

Dimes

Dimes

New York, USA

‘I love this: New York was his town, and it always would be’ – Isaac in Manhattan, by W. Allen. It is a November midday, the Arctic-Canadian wind has not slipped through the glossy Midtown walls yet, and a reliable sun lets us hope for a mild and rose sunset. Walking fast on Canal Street toward Lower East Side, my coat in my hand, I feel lucky and seriously happy. The rendezvous is at 1 p.m. at Dimes. Today Vittoria, with her blue eyes, her usual lively-child smile, and a look that is pop, rock, and cultivated at the same time, appears to me like the faithful summary of the city. Our lunch takes place among pastel shades and indie music. We have two fantastic bowls of quinoa, cauliflower, kale, Brussel sprouts, and tahini, and two generous juices of the day. A loop of colour continuity, from the tables to season fruits.

Mission Chinese Food

Mission Chinese Food

New York, USA

The last wonder of our memorable Sunday in the upstate forests is not the wonderful live postcard beyond the Hudson River, but Damien Jurado playing for a little fans and friends reunion in the epic Bowery Ballroom. The penultimate, instead, is the most acclaimed Chinese restaurant in town. Mission Chinese Food is the crystalline realization of what we are unceasingly looking for. Amazement and inspiration, from reception to dessert.

Dimes Deli

Dimes Deli

New York, USA

The younger brother of the beloved Dimes, Dimes Deli is everything we need in a precocious jetlagged morning. A friendly and smiling coeval taking our order of Americano, a well-leavened slice of plumcake, and a bench to sit on and enjoy them both while leafing through the best local indie publications. Weekdays 8 a.m.-10 p.m.

Diner Nyc

Diner Nyc

New York, USA

​Being unorthodox vegetarians allows us to peacefully yield to the bliss of a pork fillet, with autumn vegetables as a side dish, in the enchanting Diner ​of Andrew Tarlow, the famous Brooklyn colonizer through projects like Wythe Hotel’s Reynard and Diner Journal, the last having gained pride of place in our food library since long. We exit the original prefabricated building replete, contented and completely unregretful. Est. 1999.

Fodara Vedla

Fodara Vedla

South-Tyrol, Italy

The walk to reach malga Fodara Vedla is the kind of gift we would like to give our children every autumn Sunday. Intersecting Altavia, which crosses the Dolomites from Braies to Belluno, you pass virgin woods, enjoy the first snow of the season, and grit your teeth on the steepest paths. As a reward, a delicious genuine mountain meal prepared and served by the descendants of grandpa Hans. He was a baker in San Vigilio and during WWI he bought the place from the Austro-Hungarian troops. The Mutschlechner family will dine next to you, talkative and harmonious, when almost all wayfarers are back on their paths, as the sun is setting behind the mountaintops and your children are blissfully enjoying the last sips of their cocoas with whipped cream before resuming the walk. Open end of May until November.​

La Pedevilla

La Pedevilla

South-Tyrol, Italy

The warmth of the hygge helps the Danish endure the long Scandinavian winter. The word was coined by the Norwegian neighbours in 1700, and represents that mix of family harmony, attention for details and joie de vivre that makes us think nostalgically of our journeys to the North. Architects Caroline and Armin have their own idea of a hygge and, after you have lived among the larch-wood and arolla-pine wood walls of their cottage hanging to the mountainside, you will be delighted by it. You will take with you some of their style and peace, and make good use of it…

Lu Focarò

Lu Focarò

Marche, Italy

In Torre di Palme, on New Year’s Day, a kind young man lets us sit in a room with blue walls. Bells have just celebrated noon, a few tourists linger on the sunny lookout, a lady wearing an apron rapidly hangs out clothes in the Adriatic breeze. Our memories of this place will include the alleys we walk to reach it and the glimpses of the sea between century-old houses. As well as the handmade tortellini in an ancient flowered tureen, the white tablecloths on tables slowly animated by regulars, the intimate and discreet welcome, the perfectly salted grilled meat, and the exquisite herbs. At the end of the day, we wish the New Year were exactly like every meal in this inn – cheerful, precious and graceful.

La Finca – Ibiza Food Studio

La Finca – Ibiza Food Studio

Ibiza, Spain

“The sea defines us, connects us, separates us. Most of us experience only its edges, our available wilderness on a crowded island [...]“, wrote Philip Hoare in his wonderful book The Sea Inside. Chef Boris is like a young marine god who grew tired of the North Sea and came to check the mildness of the Mediterranean. His home is still an island, which fully defines him. He comes from NOMA, and his Ibizan project is a relaxed ‘food studio’ divided in two vaguely secret locations. We are taking you to Boris’ pirate restaurant, they tell us. If we go there for lunch, we will see if La Finca is open. Blonde hair like thin fantastic seaweed, ice-coloured irises, an Andalusian cowboy hat bigger than him, and a whispered tale every evening, when he turns off the kitchen lights and sits with us. We are not good at saying goodbye, so we linger while leaving Boris and his finca, both beautiful and alien. He comes with us to the entrance way with its feeble candelabras hanging from the tall trees, then hands us over to the darkness of Sant Llorenç’s countryside. Our available wilderness on a crowded island…

Osteria della Villetta

Osteria della Villetta

Franciacorta, Italy

In 1902, if you got off the train in Palazzolo sull’Oglio, on the railway line Milan-Venice built by the Austrians, and took just two steps, the Rossi family welcomed you to their Osteria della Villetta with lodging, a three-story Art Nouveau building perfumed with traditional recipes. The exquisiteness of this place is that the family stayed where they were born and preserved what back then was a normal place and today is the enchanted set of an Early Twentieth-century film. You are tempted to get there by train and dress with the modest Sunday elegance of our great-grandmothers…

Atemporal

Atemporal

Lima, Perù

The whiteness of the light and the chirping of tropical birds fill the room on the first floor – the room with big windows and a big white cotton bed – and wake us up. We take a glance outside and find the small Santa Maria, a secondary aristocratic street in Miraflores, unknown to taxi drivers. Exactly where Miraflores gives way to San Isidro and to the enchanting olive-tree wood named El Olivar, and further on to the eighteenth-century hacienda of Astrid and Gaston. Taxi drivers do not know this new ‘hotelito’, and we will not show them. Every time we come here, we will ask to be dropped at Ovalo Gutierrez, and so avoid disturbing the quietness of Santa Maria and this breathtaking house. We are the queens of a small 1940s residence that makes you proud every time you cross its gates. The delicious breakfast is made of gentle portions and a veranda that opens on the garden, where they are bedding a new lemon tree. Sometimes an example of the most perfect and modern hospitality can be found in unexpected towns.

Casa da Dinà

Casa da Dinà

Odemira, Portugal

After having collected fresh eggs in the henhouse, Dinà starts preparing the strawberry tart that her guests will taste while it is still warm. Baskets full of bread and croissant, tasty squeezed fruit juices, seasonal fruit salads and mocha coffee will also be ready soon. In the meantime Philippe will serve every single dish with an innate old-fashioned elegance. Just a few rooms are available, all exceptionally tastefully furnished with just the essentials: a bed, a desk, a lamp, a bench, a rug and a vase of fresh flowers. Plus a painting of the artist of the house. Do not leave Casa da Dinà before having visited Philippe’s atelier and having listened to his inspiring tales.