The story goes that in the Middle Ages, a
monk of rank by the name of Columban roamed along these very same Apennine hills which
join the northern plains of Italy to the Ligurian Sea. It was in nearby Bobbio that he was
to found the famous monastery, its network of lands and churches soon extending well into
the foggy flatlands of Lomellina.
Albeit a long way from his native Leinster in Ireland, Columban must have felt quite at
home here in Boccapane, with its peace and quiet, its green pastures, its wildlife, its
little stream winding its way along the woods.
The lovely Boccapane farmhouse, nestled snugly among a cluster of trees
at the foot of a hill which has not changed much since then, was in use until the
Eighties, when it fell into a period of neglect. Purchased in 1994 by its present owners,
who have lovingly recaptured its fascinating atmosphere adding all the comforts of modern
hospitality, it now welcomes guests from all over Europe and beyond, in search of genuine
Italian tradition in a context of peaceful surroundings. Ilaria and her husband Andrea
left the noisy and hectic life of the city a few years ago and have never regretted their
choice. Their joint efforts now focus exclusively on the farm activities... (c'd) |
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