03/06/2025

There’s a special time of year, between October and November, when the plains of Navelli in Abruzzo transform into a vibrant mosaic of violet. It’s the miracle of saffron flowers—small, delicate blooms that suddenly burst from the dark earth. With a group of friends, I decided to experience this magic up close during a weekend filled with history, nature, and intense aromas.

The medieval village of Navelli, perched above the Aquila valley, is a stone jewel with just over 500 inhabitants. Its name recalls a “ship”, and indeed, walking through its silent alleys and stone houses feels like sailing through time. After a warm welcome at our accommodation and a traditional dinner, we began exploring the historic center: the Church of Santa Maria in Cerulis, Santucci Palace, and the small Saffron Museum. We also visited nearby Civitaretenga, home to the ancient churches of Sant’Egidio and San Salvatore.

The next morning, we woke at dawn for the most fascinating part of the experience: the saffron harvest. Guided by members of the Consorzio di Tutela dello Zafferano dell’Aquila DOP, we watched as the flowers were picked carefully, one by one, before the sun could open them. In the afternoon, we gathered around a table with the producers for the sfioratura—the age-old process of manually separating the crimson stigmas from the rest of the flower. This must be completed the same day, before drying them over a wood ember fire to preserve their quality.

This is the most delicate stage of the entire process: if the stigmas stay on the heat too long, they risk burning. If they aren’t dried properly, they can spoil within days. That’s why every step must be carried out with care, dedication, and deep respect for a tradition passed down through generations.

That evening, after an intense and emotional day, we relaxed over a delicious chickpea and saffron soup prepared in the local style—a true taste of the land, told through its flavors. Sharing stories with the producers and breathing in the powerful scent of freshly picked saffron, we truly felt part of an authentic community.

The next day, before leaving Navelli, we took one last walk. The Oratory of San Pellegrino in Bominaco, often called the "Sistine Chapel of Abruzzo", left us breathless with its perfectly preserved medieval frescoes. In a burst of enthusiasm, we climbed to the Castle of Bominaco and enjoyed a breathtaking view of the plateau and the Gran Sasso massif—a bit of a climb, but absolutely worth it!

This journey to Navelli was a deep encounter with history, the quiet beauty of Abruzzo’s villages, and the love for the land. A weekend that smells of violet flowers, skilled hands, and authentic simplicity.

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