There is something irresistibly charming about Santa Fiora. It’s not big. Nor is it home to a grand history or array of priceless historical treasures. But it’s a town that sticks to simple and genuine traditions and in this day and age, that’s incredibly appealing.
Santa Fiora surrounds a small man-made pond – home to a large family of ducks and swans who spend their days searching for breadcrumbs left by caring locals. The pond gives the town an alpine climate that’s hard not to fall in love with, especially when it’s capped off by humble stone houses, each centuries’ old and crowded around Medieval churches and neo-Classical piazzas.
Tourism, no matter how abundant, and in summer Santa Fiora can almost be overrun by tourists searching for some R&R, never leaves a lasting impression on Santa Fiora.
The locals are still small town people who live off the land, who produce cheeses and cured meats from recipes handed down from generation to generation. The bread here is always fresh and the vegetables always seasonal.
The modest but beautiful churches and sometimes too-grand-for-such-a-small-town monuments are carefully preserved as memories of the past and almost every month the town comes together to celebrate sagre and festival with delicious home-cooked food and properly honoured religious figures.