Agriturismo la Morosina

A very well-kept farmhouse in both internal and external spaces; it can be reached via a dirt road that leads into the middle of the countryside. We had lunch in a room with ancient cupboards, a lit fireplace and other furnishings that make you think of being at your grandmother's house. The radicchio and taleggio risotto is excellent, but the baked coppa is less satisfying. Also satisfied with the apple pie and focaccia that is brought along with the bread. As an appetizer, a platter of cured meats and some pickled vegetables. Perhaps the only suggestion is to serve a cold cuts platter with a few extra slices. We haven't tried the beer they produce on site but we bought it and drank it at home and the opinion is good.

I was extremely disappointed with my experience. I had booked for Easter Monday lunch and had received confirmation that the menu would be the same as the one served at Easter lunch. However, not only was the agreed menu not served, but in response to the complaints the owner stated that I had certainly misunderstood and that the menu would have been another (obviously more limited). The dishes we were served were sparse and cold. It was evident that there was no attention to detail. Furthermore, it is unacceptable that the bread was brought only after numerous reminders and after the meal had already started. The lack of professionalism on the part of the owner was glaring. I absolutely cannot recommend this restaurant to anyone and personally have no plans to return.

Christmas lunch. Warm and welcoming environment. The old style damask tablecloths are nice. Very good quality and variety of dishes. Special risotto. Unforgettable. The rabbit and beer panettone were also delicious.

Christmas lunch with the family. Booked without difficulty and without prejudice to negative reviews, mandatory deposit of half of what was agreed, price 60 euros per person excluding wines. The farmhouse was beautiful, easy to reach, surrounded by fields, which gave rise to hope. Upon arrival we were treated to an aperitif consumed outdoors (fortunately the temperatures were not cold), or rather in an area protected only by plastic walls, on spartan and very dusty tables, without any placemats, not even paper ones; knowing we had guests, it didn't take much effort to pass a sponge. Half a glass of prosecco, and some pieces of focaccia (counted) which we also had to get up and take ourselves. No napkin to clean yourself. Given the perplexed looks, they reassured us that lunch would be eaten inside. The room: stale smell, typical of old farmhouses probably due to the tablecloths which were a sort of torn curtains or carpets: horrible they conveyed a sense of dirtiness (see photo). Starters: a miserable platter with the same focaccias as the aperitif, a slice of salami and bacon for each, and two other not exciting things. First courses: a fairly good pumpkin risotto, two herb tortelloni and two mediocre pumpkin tortelloni. Second courses: pork loin and rabbit with chestnuts, both without glory or infamy. Dessert: panettone with beer, good, and on request a glass of moscato which even there it was not clear whether it was offered or would have to be paid for. Wines: here come the painful notes; we took a decent prosecco (25 euros) and a bottle of barbera (20 euros) from Oltrepò, without indication of the winemaker, truly undrinkable. Apart from the fact that it arrived already uncorked, which is inconceivable for any restaurant, when we asked to exchange it for another type they told us that that was the only still red wine available. Okay, it could have been a bad bottle, we asked for it to be replaced, but the second one was also undrinkable. To tell the truth, I am sure that all they did was top up and then they brought us the same bottle, given that the cut in the plastic crown had the same irregular shape as the first. Do you know that product that restaurateurs usually bring to your table first thing together with water? Yes, that's it, the bread: non-existent, it just wasn't foreseen. We asked insistently when the second courses arrived, after a good ten minutes they brought us four slices of that long-life pre-packaged rubbish. The coffee? Never mind, it arrived almost cold in paper cups. Hell, there were about twenty of us at the table in total, was it possible that they didn't have cups to drink it hot? Wasted money and ruined Christmas.