Pisterzo
is a village of around 50-60 inhabitants. It becomes more populated in
August, when the children, grandchildren and greatgranchildren of the
inhabitants come to stay. It used to house over 200 people only a decade
or so ago, but the local population is dying out, since most of those
who were born in Pisterzo from the 40's onwards have permanently moved
to Latina or Rome. There are no shops in Pisterzo, only a bar is open
in August and unreliably on saturdays and sundays for the rest of the
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There
are two different faces to the village: in the summer, the place is ridden
with festivities, there is a day for soups, one for figs, one for chickpeas
and cakes. All products are locally produced and handed out on set dates,
when people come from around the region for them. In the winter, the village
is quiet and silent, most of the houses stay unused. It is colder here
than in the valley so many old locals spend the winter in Latina or Rome
and come back for spring. Vans bring food and clothes regularly during
the week. There is a special kind of solidarity given the isolatedness of the place. The old villagers work on their vegetable gardens and animals, are proud of their produces and generous. A different activity for each season, or often each particular week in the year, the villagers are always busy in their own rhythm with nature in one way or another. In autumn they have been known to search for or trap ciammotte (snails) which they cook in a strange spicy tomato watery sauce, and then eat with the aid of toothpicks. Autumn is for mushrooms which grow in the surrounding woodland, mainly galletti, but also porcini (truffles). |
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