Masseria Le Torri

Here, among olive trees, prickly pears and laurel plants as big as trees, there is our farmhouse, a 1600s farmhouse passed from father to son for generations, up to Mimmo, my husband. Today this ancient farmers' house has become a refuge open to those who love our land and its traditions. As in the past, the sheets smell fresh, the real flavors come out of the kitchen and everything is pervaded by mother Enza's sense of welcome and generosity.