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SICILY
TAORMINA
GRAND HOTEL TIMEO
For thousands of years Taormina has been attracting those in search of beauty. Overlooking the Bay of Naxos, this is a hill blessed by the gods. The Greeks adored it, and so did the Romans. The former built a magnificent theatre here, and the latter gave it the name we still use – the hill (mons) of the bull (taurus). In 1873 Francesco La Floresta decided that this little place needed an hotel. So he built one, and called it by the name of the son of Andromaca, the founder of Taormina. Thus was born the hostelry known as Timeo. To its doors flocked the world’s discerning. Soon the little hostelry became The Grand Hotel Timeo, one of the most famous hotels in Europe. Here have scribbled Oscar Wilde, D.H.Lawrence and Tennessee Williams. And here have laid their heads Kaiser Wilhelm II, Christian Dior and... your correspondent.
I flew into Catania and then sat back for forty minutes while the Mercedes motor car – organized by the very helpful staff at the hotel – whizzed me to the front door of the Timeo. My first impression was very good indeed, for the public areas of this building are both plentiful and elegant. Antique furniture and good oil paintings are all over the place and the use of clear glass in the doors and walls means that the sense of space is highly impressive. I hope that the photograph of me in one of the reception rooms conveys what I mean. I found this atmosphere both welcoming and highly civilized.
The Timeo enjoys its location, and so it should, for it snuggles right up to the Greek Theatre itself. It therefore has, from its rooms and from its many terraces, the same gorgeous views of the sea and of Sicily’s great brooding presence, Mount Etna. As I wandered in the hotel gardens, amidst the trees of cypress, olive and palm and between the bushes of magnolia, the gentle smoke from the distant volcano repeatedly drew my eye. As Greek poets and Roman centurions must surely have done before me, I stood in awe of the majesty and beauty of untamable Nature. This is a place which encourages the grander thoughts.
Room 224 was on a floor one lower than the reception, for the building is on the side of the hill. It was a ‘superior junior suite’ and therefore 350-638 euros a night, bed and breakfast for two, according to season. Its prevailing colour was white. You will see from the picture that there was some impressive plasterwork of swagged curtains on the wall over the bed – in white, of course. Outside each of the two French windows was a small balcony, and it became my custom after dinner to go out and to look up at Mount Etna to see the red lava flowing from its peak. Of how many hotel apartments can you say that?
On the wooden floor was a carpet of the Aubusson style and on the wall hung a mirror with an elaborately carved wooden frame. The ceiling was high and the space beneath it was sufficient to accommodate a wooden armchair and a two-seat sofa. My bathroom was small, with white tiles. It contained one wash basin, a bidet, a loo, a tub of decent size and some rather eccentric plumbing. After a time, I discovered how to eliminate the knocking of the water pipes. The secret was not to turn the cold water tap in the bath fully on. Armed with this discovery, I found my apartment thoroughly charming – particularly in the mornings, when the birdsong drifted in from the gardens. And one small courtesy impressed me enormously: all the soft drinks in the refrigerator were available without charge. (Should you wish to have several rooms and a large private terrace to yourself, you will need to book the Kaiser Suite – for 1,100-1,700 euros a night.)
I enjoyed my breakfasts at the Timeo, for they were had on the restaurant terrace, under a sun shade with the wonderful panorama laid out in front of me. Here the charming waiter, Raffaele, persuaded me to try the graffen, tiny doughnuts which are much enjoyed by Sicilians. I also secured from the buffet bowls of Rice Crispies and plates of fresh pineapple, while Raffaele hurried off to the kitchen to fetch my onion omelettes.
I returned to the dining room – known as the Ristorante Il Dito e La Luna – later each day for my evening sustenance. Now I was looked after (very well) by the Restaurant Manager, Giuseppe Privitera, and the lady waiters in black tie (including the delightful Rosa). I also ran into an old friend, Stefano Lo Giudice, the Food and Beverage Manager, and had my photograph taken with him – a double portrait I offer for your edification.
Settled into a wooden armchair, with a white tablecloth before me, I felt much contentment in this place. The rear part of the room, with a huge fireplace, has something of the feel of a Scottish baronial castle, while the front is surrounded by plate glass, to take advantage of the views. Into this interesting space, the young Executive Chef, Salvatore Pullara, sends dishes of straightforward, carefully prepared food. From those I tried, I will pick out the highlights. You must certainly sample the cured ham, made from Nebrodi wild black pigs and served with wild mushrooms - subtle and utterly delicious. The duck foie gras with persimmon fruit and pistachio nuts was also first class. And both the fillet of beef (with pepper and cognac) and the loin of lamb (with garlic) were top quality meat, expertly prepared. (Allow around 90/95 euros for four courses.)
The wine list comprises about 400 offerings. Most are Italian, but there a few interesting non-Italians, like 1996 Vega Sicilia Unico (580ε) and Krug Grande Cuvée(280ε). From the home team, the following looked interesting: 1998 Gaja Barbaresco (260ε), 2004 Solaia (180ε) and 2005 Luce (140ε). Prices range from 25ε to 1,200ε (for 1983 Dom Pérignon). One of the real delights of dining out in Italy is that – very often – one does not have to spend a fortune to drink well. Thus one of the cheapest wines on the list, a red from Tuscany made from prugnolo, gentile and merlot – another good feature of the list is that grapes are given – turned out to be glorious, with a vegetal nose, well-balanced tannins and lots of ripe damsons (Rosso di Montepulciano, Poliziano, 2001 - 25 ε).
Taormina will continue to attract seekers of beauty. If they are as fortunate as your correspondent, they will lodge at the town’s oldest hotel – the gracious and welcoming Grand Hotel Timeo.

 
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