Sign the blackboard if you’re staying for dinner – and why wouldn’t you when the menu is so tantalising? Everything here is produced locally or on the farm (including Mama’s plum jam); Paolo’s enthusiasm for his venture is intoxicating. He once used to nip between Italy and London with a precious cargo of truffles for top chefs. Since then he’s been busy restoring his grandparents’ old farm and creating this rustic haven. Find traditional interiors, stepped vine-clad terraces, nesting boxes for birds and a beautiful oval pool. Bedrooms are warm and cosy with beamed ceilings, beds are in keeping with the country style and there’s rosy brick flooring throughout. Image a day spent lolling by the pool or in a hammock by the stream as the children make friends with the donkeys, rabbits, hens… and two truffle-hunting hounds! Mushrooms from the garden, truffles from the hills, homemade tagliatelle, biscotti and sweet wine… such bounty is served at long rustic tables under the vine-covered terrace or by the wood fire. If you can tear yourself away, the Sibillini mountains and the Adriatic are close. Slow heaven.
This place has the feel of a secret discovery, a haven at the end of a rough track. Solid, traditional rooms, with good views, and Paolo, a natural, superb host, full of enthusiasm and local knowledge. He runs this place with the help of his aunt who lives up the road, and one or two part-time employees and a menagerie - including Coccola the donkey, five sleek Siamese cats and two truffle-hunting dogs. Good food, made by Paolo, all from local sources, at a long communal table. Do not miss this place if you are anywhere within range.