Departing from Padova to 6.45, the day promises to be more gloomy than that sung by Baptists in an old song.
The intensely busy motorway to Bologna, is whipped by gusty winds and incessant rain.
It travels at 60km zones, water falls like walls block the view from all sides.
After an hour and 45 minutes are again sullA1 towards Parma.
clouds thin out, the sky still gray bears traces of the storm that has moved away, some sunshine, as I am hopeful, finds its way through patches of azure sky, the dawn has given way to day.
arrived in Parma in order coffee, you need an energy boost of caffeine loading. Way to work.
After several visits, at about 12.30 we move along the ring road towards Parma Montechiarugolo to introduce last race of the morning. Along the road we suddenly stands before a futuristic bridge, to tell the truth, it's like a punch in the stomach, a little out of place among the quiet countryside of Parma, which is outlined on our right.
After work pleasure, we decide to dine at the restaurant adjacent to the castle
" Al Castello". What a wonderful discovery this village, the peaceful aura permeates the buildings almost rose-colored sand, and bully looming, the ducal castle that stands strong with its ramparts in the old moat, now dry. Too bad, it is closed you can not visit, but I do not wonder too much Is not typically Italian?
In exchange, the restaurant is delicious, structure, contemporary in front of the castle, retains its vaulted ceilings, supported and reinforced with iron rods and reveals the remains of frescoes and stone walls where the plaster turns out, almost charmingly.
Small rooms invite one another to relax and enjoy the delights of the kitchen.
My choice is obvious, how do you give up the delicious agnolotti with herbs and traditional Parma ham. The sheet covering the filling is simply divine, I tried, but so thin and translucent, yet consistent, I can not just do it.
decide for lambrusco and here I find the Giuseppe Verdi, of which I had heard about but had never tried before.
classic Lambrusco, the area has almost nothing left, much darker, full bodied, fruity, pouring a little froth in the cup so as to reveal the sparkling note, but more quiet, like a classic musical passage: "Allegro ma non troppo ".
I like, and different character, but I love the Reds, however determined. Meanwhile the sun has warmed the air, it's hot we go out and walk the path, shaded, leading to the castle and its gate serrato.Ci enjoy the warmth of the sun until the next business meeting. We forgive in the car, heading towards San Polo D'Enza in the province of Reggio Emilia.
I was lucky enough to discover a new angle of 'Italy outside the tourist circuit just a few miles to a beautiful city of Parma.
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