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Wednesday, 9 October 2013

"MERCOLEDÌ INSIEME!" - SABINA TRAVELOGUE 2013 PART 4 - A DAY TRIP TO THE CASTELLI ROMANI with STEFANO & NICOLETA - March 6th

 
Castel Gandolfo and Lago Albano courtesy of Luca Deblu68
Last year, when we visited the Sabina, we stayed in Casperia for about a month... It was the most amazing time in my life for so many reasons. Every day was an adventure. Every winding country road we took during our day trips through the rolling olive studded hills of the Sabina led us to discover new amazing medieval towns, beautiful pastoral valleys filled with picture-book farms and fields with happy sheep. We were surrounded by the most breathtaking scenery I have seen outside Canada. 

But even more than the amazing history and the panoramic scenery and the breathtaking Negroni-coloured sunsets, it was the people that we met in the Sabina that truly made our holiday.



I have written extensively about our good fortune in meeting truly amazing people during our 2012 trip to the Sabina... If you have been following this blog, you know their names already: Clelia, Daniele, Alessandra, Arianna, Fiorenzo, Paola, Massimo, Giorgio, Andrea... And if you follow this blog you will be reading more about them soon... 

But this post focusses on two people in particular, our friends Stefano and Nicoleta who during our visit in 2012 took us under their wing and gave us an experience that truly changed our lives, an expereince we will never forget, a day trip to the Grotta Grande of Monteleone.

If you click on the link above, it will take you to the post I wrote about that adventure. In a nutshell, Stefano and Nicoleta are avid speleologists, or cavers. There are a huge number of caves, both natural and man-made in the area, and they wanted to take us to explore the inside of a bat-filled, stalactite-roofed cave in Monteleone. They first took us to explore the amazing ruins of the Roman amphitheatre in Trebula Mutuesca...



...before making a pitstop in the beautiful centro storico of Monteleone Sabino to buy prosciutto cotto and mortadella-filled panini for lunch.


Neither Richard nor I were prepared for our experience in the cave... I mean, this was really something outside of our usual experience... something we would not have actively sought out to do ourselves, but we are sure glad that we did when this rare opportunity presented itself.


I thought we would feel claustrophiobia, or at least that was what I was afraid of... but instead we were filled with wonder...


Later after we got out and had our panini lunch, when they proposed we try rappelling over the small cliff above the cave's mouth, we didn't blink an eye. Our knees may have shook with fear a bit... but we didn't blink an eye...


What an amazing bonding experience it was! When we arrived back in Casperia this year Nicoleta and Stefano made us promise to save every Wednesday, their weekly day off, for them... They wanted to take us out to some of their favourite haunts in the region. What can I say? Our first excursion together was such an extraordinary experience... this request was extremely easy to agree to...

On our first Mercoledì insieme Stefano and Nicoleta took us to visit the Castelli Romani.


These are a collection of picturesque towns perched on the rims of volcanic lakes to the southeast of Rome.

It is a region known for its wines, including the famous Frascati wines which local Romans and tourists alike love to drink in the trattorie on hot summer days. It is also the place where the Popes over the centuries have had their summer residences. Fifty five hectares of the town of Castel Gandolfo, an area eleven hectares larger than Vatican City, actually belongs to the Pope.

Stefano sets the GPS for the Castelli Romani as we depart Casperia... Hey! What are Richard's tap shoes doing on the dashboard?

As Stefano and Nicoleta feared, il tempo era un po' cattivo. The sky was a dull grey as we left Casperia and headed south, and it did not improve the entire day... I know Stefano and Nicoleta were disappointed... but we were just thrilled to be on a road trip with them.

Adults in front... kids in the back

It is not far from Casperia to the Castelli Romani, especially when you use the A1. Stefano explained to us the points of interest on the way. 



Did you know that if you greet a flock of sheep as you pass by in your car or riding your vespa or whatever, that it is supposed to bring you good fortune? Every time we saw a flock of sheep we would all break out into a chorus of "Ciao pecore! Ciao pecore! Ciao! Ciao! Ciao! And they would turn and look at us like this...


Ciao Pecore!

Yes, we were like a bunch of kids in the car... The two  worst behaving ones were in the back.Richard and Nicoleta chattered and joked with one another. Every now and then they would burst forth into another round of "Ciao pecore" and when there weren't any sheep to be seen they would break into the Italian version of "Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet." Stefano just laughed and rolled his eyes.

Arricia in the Castelli  Romani, courtesy of Conto Italiano
We passed by Ciampino with its airport. As we drove south into the Alban Hills it became apparent that the Castelli Romani was a prosperous area. Gone were the small farms and austere stony hill towns so familiar in the Sabina. Here there seemed to be villas everywhere. When we arrived in Arricia, our first destination, it was pretty socked in, but what we saw was impressive. Once one of the main cities of the ancient Latin League, Arricia at one time rivalled Rome during the days of the Republic. In the 1700s, Arricia was a popular stop between Rome and Naples for Europe's wealthy during the age of the Grand Tour. With its imposing setting and awe inspiring skyline it was also a popular subject for visiting artists. Even with the town shrowded in the mist and rain I could understand why.

Arricia Sunset by Joseph Mallord William Turner
Today, among other things, Arricia is famous for its Porchetta, Italy's greatest gift to pork lovers... There is nothing like the flavour, juicy texture, and herby aroma of fresh sliced roasted porchetta.  
 
Porchetta courtesy of Alessio Damato via Wikipedia

Anyone who has visited our house in Vancouver knows that our cat Smokey goes crazy every time we cook pork tenderloin or port sausages or eat bacon. The smell of pork for Smokey is more powerful than the most potent catnip...
 
Smokey waiting for some pork during one of our regular Stringozzi nights.

I think that if there was ever an Italian "kitty heaven" for Smokey, Arricia, with all its succulent porchetta, would be it. 

 
Our lunchtime destination was a family-run restaurant called Osteria Dar Compare. Stefano and Nicoleta have been there a number of times... This is one of their favourite restaurants... I could feel their excitement as we drew nearer. I was getting excited too. They had described the porchetta and a number of other menu items in glowing terms, and truth be told, I was pretty hungry. Finally we had arrived. Across the street, nestled in among a number of other fraschette as the local tipical restaurants are called, was our destination.


Shot of the entrance of Osteria Dar Compare on Google Maps... It was not as sunny on the day we were there.

As we were parking the car, the rain began to really pour. But who cared? It was lunch time. We all jumped out of the car and ran across Via Borgo San Rocco to the  entrance of the restaurant.


The first sight to greet our eyes was an amazing display case full of cheeses, salamis, olives and other antipasti and roasted vegetables preserved in oil and vinegar. 

 

The owners recognized Stefano and Nicoleta and greeted them warmly, guiding us to one of the long tables ranged along the wall.

I don't remember Stefano or Nicoleta really ordering anything, other than a delicious platter of pasta... The food, mostly a huge variety of antipasti, and wine seemed to appear almost automatically, like magic.




Olives, cheeses, prosciutto, little liver sausages, chewy spicy air dried coppiette, bufala mozzarella, marinated zucchini slices and artichokes, delicious bread...


But the star of the show was of course the porchetta which was served not on plates, but on pieces of butcher paper. I must confess, we were so hungry and focussed on eating the porchetta that we forgot to take a proper picture of it until it was more than half eaten.


Oh well. You will just have to trust me...  Of course we had some wonderful local wine... 


Italians aren't prissy about their wine pairings... Although some wines will be traditionally be served with certain foods, in general we have found that red wine is consumed during the cold season, and cooled white wines prevail in the hot summer. 


It was a cold, rainy day in the Castelli Romani, so we were poured some red which we drank in stemless bistro-style glasses.

Cin Cin!

Stefano and Nicoleta introducted us to a delicious sparkling red, typical of the region called Romanella. Wow! After all the antipasti and porchetta I couldn't believe that Stefano would have room for pasta... but he did.


Wow! What a meal! At the end of it all came out a tray of digestivi: Limoncello, Nocello, and Grappa, with some delicious ciambelline.


It was a  perfect end to a perfect lunch spent great friends! But our day wasn't finished yet. We stood up to bid our farewells to the owners of the restaurant... As we were leaving, they presented Richard and I with a souvenir... one of the restaurant plates with "Dar Compare" written on it.


Happy and very full, we made our way through the drizzle across the street to Stefano's car. Before heading back north to the Sabina, Stefano took us on a tour through some of the towns. At the heart of the Castelli Romani are two circular volcanic lakes: Lago Albano and Lago di Nemi. We drove south through the town of Genzano Di Roma which perches on the cliffs along the edge of Lago di Nemi. Genzano is another town with ancient roots. There are a number of significant archeological remains in the area from the time when wealthy Romans built their summer villas there. One of the Roman Emperors, Antoninus Pius (reigned 138-161 A.D.), the builder of the Antonine Wall in Scotland, was born in one of those villas.

From Genzano, we turned north and headed to the beautiful town of Nemi. It was raining so much we didn't bother to take our cameras out. We were blissed out from the amazing and just savouring our time with our friends. But Nemi even in the rain and low clouds was indeed beautiful. 

Panorama of Nemi by Renato Clementi via Wikipedia
If Arriccia is famous for Porchetta, Nemi is famous for its delicious fragoline, or wild strawberries. 

Nemi strawberries by Stephen Sommerhalter via Wikipedia
We parked the car and ran through the rain to a small little restaurant with a beautiful wood fire blazing inside called
Lo Specchio di Diana. 


Lo Specchio di Diana means Diana's Mirror. The cult of the Goddess Diana, the goddess of the moon and the hunt, was centred in the Alban hills in ancient times. I assume that the name is a reference to the lake. The restaurant is on the main floor and there is an inn above the restuarant in the upper storeys.


We were a bit damp and cold from the rain so we sat down by the crackling fire and it was here that Stefano and Nicoleta ordered out dessert: wild strawberries in cream!


Yum!
Nemi has some interesting history too. Like most of the Castelli Romani, its roots go back to ancient times... Like nearby Genzano there are a number of archeological features in the area.  During the renaissance two ancient Roman ships were discovered at the bottom of the lake. This is how Wikipedia tells it:



Caligula built several very large and costly luxury barges for use on the lake. One ship was a shrine dedicated to ceremonies for the Egyptian Isis cult or the cult of Diana Nemorensis, designed to be towed, and the other was a pleasure boat with buildings on it. After Caligula's overthrow, the boats were scuttled.

The ships were rediscovered during the Renaissance, when architect Leon Battista Alberti is reported to have attempted to raise the ships by roping them to buoyant barrels. While ingenious, this method proved unsuccessful, because of extensive rotting.



The boats were finally salvaged from 1929 to 1932 under orders of Benito Mussolini. This was just one of many attempts to relate himself to the Roman Emperors of the past. The ships were exposed by lowering the lake level using underground canals that were dug by the ancient Romans. The excavation was led by Guido Ucelli and was reported in Le Nave di Nemi by Guido Ucelli (Rome, 1950). They were destroyed by fire on 31 May 1944, it is disputed whether this was done by defeated German forces retreating from Italy at the end of World War II or accidentally by squatters taking refuge in the museum building. Surviving remnants from the excavations as well as replicas are now displayed in the Museo Nazionale Romano at the Palazzo Massimo in Rome. The ship hulls survive today at Museo delle Navi Romane, Nemi.
  


Dessert and coffee finished, we reluctantly went out into the wet once more and got back into the car. This was a very different day than the one we spent with Nicoletta and Stefano visiting the Grotta Grande di Monteleone Sabino the year before. But what a wonderful adventure.We drove back to the Sabina in the growing dark, happy and full, not only from the great food, but of some amazing memories. Grazie, amici miei! I couldn't wait to discover what our next Wednesday adventure together would be.

Saturday, 24 August 2013

The Many Faces of Casperia: Captured through the Lens of Paolo Pitoni

 

I have written in previous installments about how photographs posted on the Internet changed our life... how a random image of Casperia, the result of a Google search for hill towns in Lazio, struck a chord and lead us to discover the wonderful world of the Sabina. The power of that first random photo propelled us to visit Casperia and tour a number of Sabine hill towns for the first time in the Spring of 2009. That first visit we stayed only for a week but in 2012 and in 2013 we returned to stay for a month.

Prior to our second visit, I made a number of contacts with people living in the Sabina, or who had their roots there, through Facebook.  The first of these was the result of a random posting of this next picture that I took in Casperia of a doorway of a house on a little street called Vicolo Serpenti. 


A lady who spent her childhood in a house on that little side street responded to my posting, admired the photo and asked me to be her Facebook friend. The rest, as they say, is history.

I continue to stay in touch with our Italian friends through Facebook and Skype. I am a member of a number of Facebook groups interested in raising the profile of the Sabina. Through this and through my posts on this blog I have connected with more people who love the Sabina. 

Every morning, one of the first things I do after waking up, even sometimes before making coffee, I go to my computer, open Facebook, and while I respond to posts and messages from friends here in Canada and elsewhere I look eagerly for new photos of my beloved Sabina.

A few days ago I noticed a number of pictures of Casperia taken by Paolo Pitoni. I have admired Paolo's photographs of the Sabina for quite a while... but these beautiful photos of Casperia truly blew me away... Scrolling through Paolo's photos took me on a virtual tour of Casperia. With each click of the mouse I saw another and yet another of my favourite places, and many pleasant memories of our time in Casperia... special times spent with our friends there began to flood my mind.


Nicoleta, is that you smoking a cigarette there up on the wall outside Friends Cafe there, or someone else? I wondered what Stefano was cooking in the restaurant kitchen at the time the photo was being taken. "Ciao ragazzi!"

When I looked at Paolo's photo of Santa Maria Assunta Church I could almost hear the bells of the evening Angelus... "Ave... Ave... Ave Maria..."  
                                                                     Memories...


In the bottom left hand of the picture you can see a piece of the roof of Petrocchi Bar. The spirited women who work behind the counter were the first people we met in Casperia. "Posso si prega di avere tre bicchieri di prosecco?" 

Across the piazzale, out of view is Massimo and Irene's alimentari where Letizia serves at the beautifully stocked deli counter and Maria stands guard over the fruit. 

I followed Paolo's photos up and into the borgo past the flower shop through the Porta Romana...

  

...up the stone stairs, past the vespasiano up to Piazza Umberto I, a little stone paved square that holds so many of my happiest memories.


I half expected to see Boh or Cicciopalla, two of the town's resident cats, strolling along the stone wall keeping a watch over who comes and goes...

How many times have I looked over these walls and marvelled at the view?...



How many times have I walked through this second gate after a happy Negroni (or two) or a delicious menu of bruschette drizzled with fragrant Sabina D.O.P. followed by a steaming plate of hearty, beautifully sauced Stringozzi thinking 'I am the luckiest man in the world to be able to be here in this special place'? 
   


Paolo's pictures invite me deeper into Casperia's centro storico. I wander up the cobbled steps past the old Locanda or Inn...



Stone archways on either side of the main street beckon. I explore with Paolo the winding vie and vicoli of Casperia, old Aspra in Sabina... past centuries old doorways each guarding their own stories... 



The old stone and brick textured walls themselves seem to whisper... "Anch'io ho storie da raccontare... Rimane un po', e mi ascolti..."
   

Casperia's narrow medieval streets are a maze. In its heyday, old Aspra truly must have been un castello inespugnabile... an impregnable fortress town...


What once were defensive walls are now decorated with geraniums and other flowers in hanging terracotta pots...


Every now and then the road turns and there is a vista of the Tiber Valley with Mount Soratte in the distance. 


We arrive at Casperia's beautiful Piazza Comunale where the town hall stands with its poignant war memorial. Today the Piazza is quiet... sleepy.... 


The stores and businesses that used to operate inside the centro storico have moved outside the town walls.
  

We leave the piazza and climb higher... past Johnny Madge's Wine Bar... past my favourite intersection where basalt cobbled Via Garibaldi intersects with lighter stone surfaced Via Mazzini... up past Roberto and Maureen's LaTorretta B&B... Is that Boh the cat escaping down Via Garibaldi? "Boh! Dove vai?"


Past more mysterious vicoli...


...past Il Sogno, Chris and Meg Phillips' apartment which we have rented these past three visits...


...past the 1000 year old square watchtower... the town's oldest structure... Most visitors who pass by it probably don't even know what it is... Every now and then the raw rock of the ancient hill the town is built on will explode out one side of a house... this too decorated with potted flowers.
 

And then we round a corner...  
 


...and the Romanesque tower of San Giovanni Battista Church, the highest point in the borgo, comes into view.


In front of the town's second church, dedicated to Casperia's Patron Saint, is another pretty little piazza.


Inside the church in an old oratorio behind the high altar is a monumental Nativity Scene, or Presepe Monumentale. This wonder is the result of ten years of loving labour my a man named Giannicola Mariani. The scale model of Bethlehem replicates medieval Casperia, street by street, building by building. It is truly a sight to be seen.
  

Having reached the highest point within the town walls we leave the Church and its shady piazza...


...and make our way down by another route...


...past Vicolo Serpenti, where our friend Clelia lived, and where Maria who works at the alimentari now lives.
 

Enroute we see a sign "Vicolo degli Orti" and go down to steps to see old stone walled gardens brimming with green...




Cats, lazing on the sun-warmed stone steps of the street, blink at us as we walk by...


We continue down through another ancient stone arch, past more tower houses garlanded with jasmine and geraniums. 


Finally we find the road that leads down to the town's second gate...



The Porta Rieti, or Porta Santa Maria as it is also called...



 In a couple of wondrous hours we have explored the streets and alleys of Casperia from one end to another... But we know we have only scratched the surface... Inside the walls there are other streets and alleys waiting to be discovered... each twist of the road, every corner is another adventure...

When I saw Paolo's photos on Facebook I knew right away that I wanted to use them in a blog post... that I wanted to share the Casperia that he saw and captured with his lens. And I would like to thank Paolo for his kindness in allowing me, a stranger, to use them here. It was a great priviledge and an honour to be allowed to showcase his work.  Grazie di cuore.




Paolo Pitoni was born in Rieti on New Year's Day 1978. He is a professor of humanities specializing in support at the Passo Corese First Degree Secondary School. Over the past nine years he has spent teaching school in the hill towns around the Sabina he has developed a profound appreciation of the history and beauty of the Sabine landscape. His special joy is to share the beauty of his native Sabina with school children through photo labs.


I leave you with one last spectacular photo taken by Paolo. 


I hope you have enjoyed this virtual tour of Casperia as seen through the lens of Paolo Pitoni.