The Pirro family runs an "agriturismo," or restaurant/inn, on their farm. My family and I spent the 24th and 25th there with my husband's family. There are 16 of us in the immediate family, plus the Pirro's as they are extended family of ours. Let me explain the relationship...so, my husband's sister's husband's sister married Ponziano Pirro (did you get that?) and his sons now run the farm/agriturismo.
This small restaurant is located in the historical centre of town on Via Piazza. I took this photo through the glass of the front door. What you see is what you get, the photo shows the entire establishment and its four tables.
This is one of the twin towers on Molfetta's Duomo (or cathedral) taken from the rear of the church. The church is in the old town and the streets are so narrow that the wall of the building I was backed up against to take this shot has snuck into the photo.
The walls of the City Hall Board Room are lined with portraits of important men from Molfetta's past. Above we can see His Excellency Lieutenant General Gaetano Pastore, 1778-1849. Here we have General Giuseppe Eugenio Poli, 1898-1967.
This fellow is another member of the Poli family, local nobility. He seems to have been a scholar of Italian and Foreign literature in the 1800s.
Molfettan artist Vittoria Facchini signs copies of her book "La Santa Allegrezza" after it was presented at City Hall last Saturday evening. Facchini is a successful writer and illustrator of children's books and advertising campaigns and she has designed a line of household objects decorated with her art. Her work has won international awards.
The "Santa Allegrezza" is the traditional Molfettan Christmas song. A series of events has been planned around the song this weekend. Last night an illustrated book of the song's lyrics was presented at city hall, followed by an exhibit of the original paintings, by local artist Vittoria Facchini, in the old town.
This video is of terrible quality, but at least you can hear the song...
Life has been getting in the way of my blogging recently. Don't you just hate it when that happens? I do hope some of those annoying family-work-social life obligations will ease up so I can get back to taking some photos!
It's the olive harvesting season in Molfetta and all of the olive groves around town are filled with people beating, shaking or raking their trees to get the olives down. The fellow in this photo is beating the branches with a long pole. The olives fall down onto the large green nets which are used to carry them to a truck. After all the olives have been harvested, they are taken to a mill to be pressed for delicious extra virgin olive oil.
Last year I photographed the pressing process. Take a look here.
Molfetta is cut through the middle by the north-south bound train tracks. In the past, to get from one side of town to the other meant waiting at one of the many crossings for the train to go by and the barriers to lift. Over the years, these crossings have all been closed and replaced by under and overpasses. The largest and most spectacular of these links Via 25 Aprile with Via Enrico Berlinguer.
I shot this photo while driving over this overpass which everyone refers to as "the Big Bridge."
This photo, which shows the area of Torre Gavetone beach just to the left of the tower, is one that I didn't plan on posting, but some of the questions that came up in yesterday's comments made me think that this shot might be helpful for understanding what "the beach" is like in Molfetta. There's no sand, just rocky reefs. Sunbathers try to find the flattest spot to lie down on and many people bring bamboo mats to try to get somewhat comfy. Sounds miserable if you aren't accustomed to it, I know. But Molfettans hate sand. They think it's dirty and annoying...give them a rocky reef any day!
Today it's pouring down rain here. No chance for sunbathing or swimming in the sea today!
The Torre Gavetone beach is considered by many to be the nicest free beach in town. The water is almost always clean and transparent. The only problem is the rumor that a WWII ship carrying bombs and other arms was sunk just off the coast here. Children find old metal fuses under the rocks...
But, let's not dwell on these unpleasant thoughts! Let's just envy this fellow working on his tan at the beach at 4 o'clock in the afternoon in mid-October!