The dawn of November 22, the day the Church celebrates St. Cecilia, represents the beginning of the tarantino festivities that will bring us for Christmas and the Epiphany of the Lord.
dawn on November 22 are awakened by the smell of the Taranto pettole and the sound of pastoral tuned for street gangs in the city. It is certainly not the
cold of the night or sleep that insulates tarantino doc, that three in the morning, fitted wool cap, is already in the street ready to listen to the pastoral Lacey, De Benedictis, Caggiano.
" A sleepless night. The vigils of Christmas, in Taranto, all have the same prologue. Dawn is waiting with open eyes and almost in a tortured half-sleep forcing more tossing and turning in bed. Every so often one gets the impression of hearing something in the distance. The head is lifted from the pillow, the ear directed towards the window. But no, it's just the impression. Moreover, the luminous hands of the clock enthroned on the nightstand, quickly explain that it is too early for certain things. But later ...
is the dawn of Santa Cecilia, a date dear to the tradition of Taranto. And here, by road to reach the notes of the first pastoral year. At that time the houses are starting to smell of Taranto pettole (...) A simple concoction of water, flour, a pinch of salt and the irreplaceable yeast. Then with a spoon, the concoction is poured into the hot oil where it takes the strangest forms. "(Nicola Caputo, Destination God)
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