Stories at the Mountain’s Feeth
Welcome to a place that values nature, people, and happiness.
The happiness that comes from simple things.
Caezu means mountain scenery where your gaze gets lost in the distance, clean dishes cooked from traditional recipes, the scent of freshly mown grass, summer rains gathering the aroma of mountain forests, time for yourself in a fairytale place where in winter you can hear the crackling of logs in the fireplace. It’s where children can run on flower-filled hills, learn to fish, or play by the lake’s shore among old willow trees. Here, when it rains in summer, you’re tempted to open the window and never get enough of inhaling the fresh, crisp mountain air, listening to the birds, or the rustling of nature.
At Caezu, you come to read, enjoy a good coffee, eat homemade sweets reminiscent of childhood, and stretch out in bed in the evening knowing you’ve had a beautiful and peaceful day.
At Caezu, you come to discover the mountains, explore them on foot or on horseback, listen to the cold whisper of the stream, and be tired at the end of the day but happy and proud of your adventures. Winters are pure, with the snowman standing guard, welcoming guests with a smile, including Santa Claus.
Caezu is for when you crave tranquility, relaxation, and adventure.
My Grandfather’s nickname, ‘Tata Mare’ (‘Big Daddy’), was also attributed to me. As a child, I didn’t warmly embrace this name. ‘Caezule’ or Horatiu from ‘Tanti Lenuta, Caezu’s wife,’ followed me for a long time until I began to feel joy when someone addressed me that way. Furthermore, the continuity of this nickname stirred enough curiosity in me to become interested in my roots.
My great-great-grandfather Cae (Nicolae) Vasilescu, a veteran of the 1877 war, is responsible for my family and me being ‘Caezu’s.’
Known and respected for his talent, Cae, the village healer, took care of the entire community’s animals. He castrated, pulled teeth, shoed horses, hunted, made traditional footwear, and these are just a few of the activities for which Cae was indispensable in Domnești at that time.
A lover of nature, animals, and traditions, yet a simple man, hardworking and full of cheer, my ancestor passed on his passions to his descendants. For this reason, for the tradition and love for nature sowed in my character, I thank him by sustaining the continuity of the name ‘Caezu”.