Locanda delle Tre Chiavi In Isera

25/06/2025: Rustic and spacious place, friendly staff. I ordered a Viennese pizza, and for dessert a tiramisu, both very good and balanced. I appreciated the projector to watch the games

22/06/2025: There is a moment, entering Ca’ dei Gobi, in which time seems to stop: the soft light caresses the ancient beams, and the air is tinged with promises. It is here, between walls that breathe stories and tables that seem to invite the story, that relatives from two continents – Italy and the United States – have met to feel the heartbeat of an upcoming wedding. The place is a living picture, painted in dark wood and white tablecloths, suspended between past and present. The chairs aged by the smiles of those who lived there before, the scent of polished wood and oak barrels that can be seen in a corner: everything here speaks of an authentic Trentino, of green valleys and skies that are reflected in the nearby lakes. The glasses sang deep notes: a Pinot Noir that caressed the palate with a gentle freshness, a Nosiola that revealed mountain flowers in a crystalline sip. Each label seemed to tell the story of a hill, a winemaker who knows the vineyard like an old friend, and who passed on to us the baton of an ancient flavor. In the dishes, tradition danced with delicacy. The strangolapreti, soft as clouds of flour and spinach, melted under a veil of butter that was almost liquid gold; the polenta with porcini mushrooms, an earthy embrace, whispered stories of woods and mushrooms hidden among the roots of the larches. And then, the stewed venison: tender, wrapped in a sauce that seemed like a secret kept by the forest. The staff – elegant, discreet, ready with a smile that never sounds formal – made each service a welcoming ritual. But it was Mario, the chef, who transformed the dinner into an unforgettable celebration. With his affability he crossed the threshold of the kitchen, bringing with him the warmth of someone who loves his job and shares it without reservations. He spoke of herbs, recipes learned in the kitchen and how, sometimes, a touch of spice can become magic. When the lights dimmed and the last glass was raised in a sincere toast, there was the certainty of having woven a thread between two families, between two cultures. The preparatory wedding banquet took the form of a small convivial miracle: a suspended moment in which every detail – from the whisper of the wood to the first sip of wine – contributed to writing a chapter of joy that will hardly fade. Ca’ dei Gobi is not just a restaurant: it is a place where goodness becomes beauty, and beauty becomes memory.