Sardinian cooking as it is done at home on the island: few ingredients, plenty of time and a great deal of handwork. The menu changes with the seasons and with what the market offers.
Chent’Annos begins right here. It begins with the Sardinia I know.
With laid tables where no one watches the clock and time suddenly means something else: not a moment you simply let pass, but one you live together.
It begins with hands shaping dough, with bread you break with your fingers and pass, quite naturally, to the person beside you.
It begins with pots simmering slowly, because some things need time and do not go any faster just because we would like them sooner.
And it begins with the aromas – those scents that come from the kitchen before the plate even reaches the table, and that can carry you somewhere else the very next moment.
But Chent’Annos also tells of a Sardinia you may not yet have met. A Sardinia that is more elemental. Wilder. Deeper.
Of small villages, quiet paths, pastures and old dry-stone walls. Of the mistral that carries the scent of myrtle and mastic, of wild herbs gathered along the way, and of flocks moving slowly across the land.
And then there is the sea. Always present. Sometimes very close, sometimes far away – and different every day. A sea that changes its own light and leaves its taste in our memory.
This is the Sardinia we want to tell. Not the Sardinia of postcards, but the one you feel. The one you recognise in a scent, in a taste, in a gesture.
That is why our menu does not simply want to bring you dishes. It wants to take you to Sardinia – and let you feel, for a few hours, what it is to be at home there.
On Saturday evenings we wanted to create something special. Not an ordinary tasting menu, but an experience to share.
A table that fills little by little. A first bite. Then another. The bread. The cheese. The sea. The earth. The porcheddu. Something sweet to finish. And a glass of wine.
Because this is exactly where Sa Pichettara comes from: to taste, to savour, to share, to talk together.
This is how we picture an evening in Sardinia. Unhurried. With a glass that is filled again and again. With someone who says, „Try this.“ And someone else who answers, „Just a little more.“
Because sometimes a fine evening needs no more than good food, good wine and people to share it with.
A table, a glass of Cannonau, and a place where no one is in a hurry. A Chent'Annos.
