My next sentence is going sound familiar: I have walked by the facade of this church at least 500 times, probably many more, in my lifetime and had never, until this day, found the door open. When I saw the gates were open, I had to enter.

It felt wrong to take pictures inside, though I couldn’t help taking a couple of this icon of the Madonna and Child with its miniature clothesline of rosaries and votive offerings, which are called offerte votive in italiano (grazie a Francesco). I suddenly felt like I was in Naples, where there are thousands of these items.

I particularly enjoyed the metal halo around the Christ Child’s head. Quite unusual!

Because I have so little to show you or all you about this small ancient church, I am adding what I found on AI (which I personally happen to love, although I know we are supposed to be fearful and hate it!). I’m fascinated by this history.

And because even AI couldn’t say a lot about this small church, I’m also adding AI created information about the self-flagellating company of San Jacopo that was associated with the basilica.