Everything comes from a simple kitchen, scented with sea and earth, that of the grandmother. Just a sauté, a beat of the ladle in the pan, and already the air would smell like home. Time would slow down, the gestures were slow but sure, handed down more with actions than with words.

Machrì brings with it that intact memory: the magic of a taste that brings back a summer of childhood, an outdoor lunch, the scent of freshly picked sage. Each dish is an attempt to preserve that memory and offer it in a new, current form, but always respectful of the roots.