Even the rich seldom made a fire in the evening, but contented themselves with left-overs from their noon dinner, a little bread and cheese, a few olives,
1 and the usual dried figs. As for the poor, they ate plain bread the whole year around, spiced occasionally with a care- fully crushed raw tomato, or a little garlic and oil, or a Spanish pepper with such a devilish bite to it that it is known as a diavolesco. Pg 21
Donna Caterina Magalone Cus- cianna was expecting us; she had prepared coffee and home- made cakes for our benefit.
"By now it was noon and I repaired to the restaurant that was pointed out to me as the best in town. There, all at one table with a soiled cloth on it and napkin rings that showed they came there every day, …show more content…
When IwentinIfoundthembothatdinner; betweenthemtheyhad but one plate and one glass. The plate was full of badly cooked beans, the staple of their meal; sitting at one corner of the uncovered table, mother and son took turns dipping into them with old tin spoons. Pg 91
Then he hastened to offer me wine, which I had to accept in order not to hurt his feelings, in spite of the fact that it was in. the glass that his mother and he must have used for years without washing, at least to judge from the black, greasy crust around the rim. Pg 92
Don Trajella's predecessor (to my good luck, as it turned out) had been quite a different sort, a fat, rich, gay priest, somewhat of a rake, known for his excellent table and the number of children he had begotten. He died, so rumor had it, of overeating. Pg 94
aria had remembered my words and had come to thank and bless me, with her arms full of presents, dbried figs, sausages, and homemade cakes. Pg 100
At last I was having a meal with other people, and this simple pleasure made me feel like a free man again. Ever since my stay in Gagliano 1 have hated to dine alone and
I have come to prefer even bad company to none at all.
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1 and the usual dried figs. As for the poor, they ate plain bread the whole year around, spiced occasionally with a care- fully crushed raw tomato, or a little garlic and oil, or a Spanish pepper with such a devilish bite to it that it is known as a diavolesco. Pg 21
Donna Caterina Magalone Cus- cianna was expecting us; she had prepared coffee and home- made cakes for our benefit.
"By now it was noon and I repaired to the restaurant that was pointed out to me as the best in town. There, all at one table with a soiled cloth on it and napkin rings that showed they came there every day, …show more content…
When IwentinIfoundthembothatdinner; betweenthemtheyhad but one plate and one glass. The plate was full of badly cooked beans, the staple of their meal; sitting at one corner of the uncovered table, mother and son took turns dipping into them with old tin spoons. Pg 91
Then he hastened to offer me wine, which I had to accept in order not to hurt his feelings, in spite of the fact that it was in. the glass that his mother and he must have used for years without washing, at least to judge from the black, greasy crust around the rim. Pg 92
Don Trajella's predecessor (to my good luck, as it turned out) had been quite a different sort, a fat, rich, gay priest, somewhat of a rake, known for his excellent table and the number of children he had begotten. He died, so rumor had it, of overeating. Pg 94
aria had remembered my words and had come to thank and bless me, with her arms full of presents, dbried figs, sausages, and homemade cakes. Pg 100
At last I was having a meal with other people, and this simple pleasure made me feel like a free man again. Ever since my stay in Gagliano 1 have hated to dine alone and
I have come to prefer even bad company to none at all.
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