Borgo Santo Pietro

The Best thing about “Borgo Santo Pietro” are the people that work there. The most memorable place to finish an Italian Vacation. It’s not my first time, and it’s not my last.. Everyone should spend time with “Justino” herb specialist.. he is the nicest person in all of Tuscany The Best cooking class , especially this season.. I came home a pizza maker and Italian Chef

How could one explain this hotel... it's a fairy tale-like setting! Rafaela, the cooking instructor and Noosheen really made our stay extra magical. The cooking class is a must and so is the flower workshop. Quite the definition of slow living and reconnecting in the middle of nowhere of beautiful Tuscany.

Ah, dearest readers, gather 'round and let me regale you with the delightful escapades of three fast friends who found themselves nestled within the enchanting embrace of Borgo Santo Pietro in the sun-drenched July of 2024. They took refuge in the whimsically styled chambers of San Galgano and Sir Vincent, each a testament to individual charm and allure. Picture, if you will, the hotel itself—a veritable feast for the eyes, as though conjured from the pages of *Bridgerton*. Flowers cascade like whispers upon every surface, fountains flirt openly, and candlelight dances in the shadows. Every corner a lover’s embrace, each inviting soul to indulge in sweet reverie. Behold the noble tree that graces the splendid pool, seemingly shedding its ethereal blossoms into the shimmering waters, as if it too partakes in the enchanting fantasy. The maple’s delicate blooms resemble orchids, floating with a grace that would make the most seasoned debutante swoon. The infinity pool, akin to a secret lake, plunges to a tantalizing depth of 2.4 meters—truly a siren's call for a refreshing dip! And let us not overlook the staff, whose affable charm and impeccable service ensure that every guest is cocooned in comfort and delight. We must raise our teacups to the ever-gracious Alba and Greta, who tended to our every need during breakfast and dinner at the delectable Trattoria. Ah, the morning fare! A veritable triumph for the taste buds, lavishly displayed in a quaint old open kitchen, while the meals at Trattoria Sull’Albero were nothing short of divine. Set against the backdrop of an ancient tree, the view was a feast for the eyes as well. Our expectations, dear friends, were not only met but splendidly surpassed, leaving us wrapped in a cocoon of sheer contentment Yours Truly Lady Whistledown