Decisions, decisions

We all know that Easter is coming.  When I was a little girl, Easter was fun because it happened in spring–which meant that the long ghastly winter was on the wane–and usually involved a great new fluffy pastel dress and matching shoes.  Sometimes even a hat (or a bonnet?) and gloves were involved.  One year I got pale blue patent leather shoes and I loved them so much, I can still remember them!

At this point in life, Easter doesn’t mean much to me.  No holiday does, for that matter.  Ennui, I suppose.

But Easter is a Really Big Deal in Italy.  Really Big.

I came home one day recently to find this notice on the door of my building.  It tells me that tomorrow, on Tuesday, 20 February, between 4 and 8 p.m., the parish priest will come to my building to give the blessing to anyone who wants to receive it, in advance of Pasquale.

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I mean really, the priest comes to my apartment to bless me?  I would love to be a party to that!

I may or may not be able to be home for this blessing.  I have already rsvp-ed to an invitation to visit Michelangelo’s tomb in Santa Croce with the art restorer who recently finished cleaning the monument and I would hate to miss it.  But, I also hate to miss the blessing.

Decisions, decisions! And both are such exquisite offerings only to be found here, in Florence!

Old wine, I mean really old wine!

Deep inside Monte Kronio on Sicily seen above, an ancient secret has been kept for millennia in the hot, humid and sulfurous caves.

 

People have been visiting the caves of Monte Kronio since as far back as 8,000 years ago. They’ve left behind vessels from the Copper Age (early 6th to early 3rd millennium B.C.) as well as various sizes of ceramic storage jars, jugs and basins. In the deepest cavities of the mountain these artifacts sometimes lie with human skeletons.

One of the most puzzling of questions around this prehistoric site has been what those vessels contained. What substance was so precious it might mollify a deity or properly accompany dead chiefs and warriors on their trip to the underworld?

Using tiny samples, scraped from these ancient artifacts, the analysis of scientists revealed a surprising answer: wine. And that discovery has big implications for the story archaeologists tell about the people who lived in this time and place.

How the discovery of prehistoric wine in Italian caves made us rethink ancient Sicilian culture

 

In November 2012, a team of expert geographers and speleologists ventured into the dangerous underground complex of Monte Kronio. They escorted archaeologists from the Superintendence of Agrigento, going down more than 300 feet to document artifacts and to take samples. The scientists scraped the inner walls of five ceramic vessels, removing about 100 mg (0.0035 ounces) of powder from each.

It was found that 4 of the 5 Copper Age large storage jars contained an organic residue. Two contained animal fats and another held plant residues, thanks to what was believed to be a semi-liquid kind of stew partially absorbed by the walls of the jars.

But the 4th jar held the greatest surprise: pure grape wine from 5,000 years ago, and these Monte Kronio samples are some of the oldest wines known so far for Europe and the Mediterranean region.

This is an incredible surprise, considering that the Southern Anatolia and Transcaucasian region were traditionally believed to be the cradle of grape domestication and early viticulture. Later studies used Neolithic ceramic samples from Georgia, and pushed back the discovery of traces of pure grape wine even further, to 6,000-5,800 B.C.

There are tremendous historical implications for how archaeologists can now understand Copper Age Sicilian cultures.

From an economic standpoint, the evidence of wine implies that people at this time and place were cultivating grapevines. Viticulture requires specific terrains, climates and irrigation systems.

Archaeologists hadn’t, up to this point, included all these agricultural strategies in their theories about settlement patterns in these Copper Age Sicilian communities. It looks like researchers need to more deeply consider ways these people might have transformed the landscapes where they lived.

The discovery of wine from this time period has an even bigger impact on what archaeologists knew about commerce and the trade of goods across the whole Mediterranean at this time. For instance, Sicily completely lacks metal ores. But the discovery of little copper artifacts – things like daggers, chisels and pins had been found at several sites – shows that Sicilians somehow developed metallurgy by the Copper Age.

The traditional explanation has been that Sicily engaged in an embryonic commercial relationship with people in the Aegean, especially with the northwestern regions of the Peloponnese. But that doesn’t really make a lot of sense because the Sicilian communities didn’t have much of anything to offer in exchange for the metals. The lure of wine, though, might have been what brought the Aegeans to Sicily, especially if other settlements hadn’t come this far in viticulture yet.

Wine has been known as a magical substance since its appearances in Homeric tales. As red as blood, it had the unique power to bring euphoria and an altered state of consciousness and perception.

All of this is taken from https://www.thelocal.it/20180215/prehistoric-wine-italy-inaccessible-caves-rethink-ancient-sicilian-culture

Curator Duchess of Cambridge

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“The Duchess of Cambridge is to put her history of art degree to good use as she curates her first exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery, in a photographic celebration of childhood.

The Duchess, who is patron of the gallery, has selected key Victorian photographs for a special “Patron’s Trail”, which will see her write labels telling visitors about the works.

The extraordinary project will see her follow in the footsteps of Victoria and Albert, who were enthusiastic supporters of photography from its invention, and make use of her St Andrews degree.

Writing about her involvement, the Duchess, who according to her husband takes photographs of Prince George and Princess Charlotte every day, called herself an “enthusiastic amateur photographer”, disclosing she wrote her undergraduate thesis on 19th century images.

The exhibition, entitled Victorian Giants: The Birth Of Art Photography, is based on rarely-seen works from groundbreaking photographers Oscar Rejlander, Lewis Carroll, Julia Margaret Cameron and Lady Clementina Hawarden, some of which have been borrowed from the Royal Collection.”

Source: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2018/02/16/duchess-cambridge-puts-degree-good-use-curates-victorian-photography/

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20 types of Prosecco on offer in London bar

This wasn’t the opening of any new bar, but the UK’s first prosecco house, and if anything will inspire us to leave the warmth of our homes on a cold February nights, it’s the thought of being in the same room as a jeroboam of the fizzy stuff.

Collectively, the nation guzzled a third of the world’s prosecco last year, when more than 410 million bottles were produced. We sipped, slurped and sloshed more of the Italian bubbles than any other country and woke up feeling flat the next day, saying we’d never do it again. Then we did. Again and again.

Now, proseccoheads can drink more than 20 different types in one bar, as long as they can stay upright. Prosecco House is serving extra brut, extra dry, millesimato, cuvée, rose and even sugar-free bottles ranging from £30 to £70 (with cheaper takeaway options, too). Just don’t ask for a flute; it’s all served in wine glasses – “properly” – with lumps of Parmesan instead of crisps.

Following the trend for one dish restaurants serving only hotdogs, say, or burgers (and lobster), one drink bars are now cropping up everywhere. For the first time we’re choosing what we want to drink before we even choose the bar, then working out where we need to go. Gin palaces might have started the trend, but now there are bars serving only whisky, Japanese whisky, sherry, tequila and rum.

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Article from: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/men/style/gin-palaces-prosecco-houses-one-drink-bar-rise/

When in Rome…

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Did you ever wonder who first said “When in Rome, do as the Romans do?”  The following source explains: http://www.italiannotebook.com/local-interest/origin-do-as-romans-do/

Do you know the expression’s origin? St. Ambrose, way back in 387 A.D.

As the story goes, when St. Augustine arrived in Milan to assume his role as Professor of Rhetoric for the Imperial Court, he observed that the Church did not fast on Saturdays as it did in Rome.

Confused, Agostino consulted with the wiser and older Ambrogio (Ambrose), then the Bishop of Milan, who replied: “When I am at Rome, I fast on Saturday; when I am at Milan I do not. Follow the custom of the Church where you are.”

In 1621, British author Robert Burton, in his classic writing Anatomy of Melancholy, edited St. Ambrose’s remark to read: “When they are at Rome, they do there as they see done.”

Down through the years, Burton’s turn of the St. Ambrose quote was further edited, anonymously, into what is widely repeated today on a daily basis by some traveler, somewhere, trying to adjust to his/her new or temporary surroundings.