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It was a dark day in February when we ventured from Rome onto  the Salaria road going North.

This route, the road of the salt of the ancient Romans, takes you to the Adriatic sea on the east coast of Italy.
Longone Sabino looking from east
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Turano Lake
The town of Stipes
Longone Sabino View from the west
Bruschetta with black truffles and
bruschetta with fresh porcini mushrooms
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Longone Sabino Main Street
Pappardelle with lamb sauce
Fettuccine with truffle sauce
Lasagna with sheep ricotta and spinach, topped with tomato sauce.
Arrosti misti alla brace, mixed meats roasted on a charcoal fire: lamb, chicken, and pork and liver sausage.
Meet the chef... Congratulations for the scrumptious lunch.
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The Salaria cuts directly over the passes through the mountains of Abruzzo and  through the heart of the Sabina region.

These are not the high peaks of the Abruzzo yet, but the terrain is rugged and rocky.
Almost every one of these hilltops is topped by a castle or a small town.

The air is cold but crisp. The landscape is stunning. Lakes and small creeks, and mountains covered with dense forests.
The roads are clean and the absence of traffic in this season makes this trip very enjoyable. The scenery is rendered even more dramatic by  the dark clouds overhead.

Longone Sabino is the town where my mother was from. Spans long over the ridge of a high hill separated from the rest of the land by two deep valleys.
Ideal place for protection, easy to defend in the Medieval times when the law was in the hands of the community you lived within.  

I didn’t remember how narrow Main Street was: If you extend your arms you can touch both sides. It crosses the town its all length from the Piazzetta, the small square --the town meeting point-- up to the other extremity of the hill called “Capoterra”, the top of the world.  
Today Longone is almost uninhabited, but I spent many summers in this town when I was a teen, and Longone was home for a community of few hundreds. Like a frontier town the neighborhood was counting on the work of each one for the survival of all. I enter these narrow streets and I go back in time. I close my eyes and all those moments flash through my mind in a second, like a lightening slide show. I can see my aunt Clarice and my uncle Domenico, my cousins, and my friends walking this street. I remember the smell of the wood burning fireplaces, the taste of the bread and the other wonderful foods. I could write an entire book on the simple life in those times, all revolving around the seasons and the work in the fields.
Soon  we are going to exercise another sense, one that never forgets: Taste! In Stipes the restaurant “Il Tartufo” (The Truffle) proposes to us dishes that seem cooked for the Princes of another time, at a price a commoner can afford.
CENTRAL ITALY
A SHORT TRIP TO THE SABINA
Pietro Mascioni, ©2005
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At the end of summer, after months in the open, it was traumatic to go back to school in the city. I was anxiously waiting to return to Longone at the end of September for an event that took all year to prepare: the Holiday of The Patron Saints. That night a long procession, in the complete dark, winded for miles from Longone to a small church out of town. At the same time in a mixture of Christian and pagan traditions the “Foconi” the bonfires, were lit. Hundreds of them would light up all the hills that surround the town: A magnificent display and an unforgettable sight.
The FOCONI of Longone during the night of the festivity of the Patron Saints.
The dance of the PANTASIMA
Later that night in the main square the “Pantasima”, the phantom, will be burned. The entire town will dance around a pagan representation of what’s evil. The dancing figure, made out of canes and paper, will be set ablaze to scare away the threats to the farming life and to exorcise the menaces of the long cold winter to come.
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NOTES:

The picture “FOCONI” is from the web-site - “Pro-Loco Italane - Longone Sabino”

The picture ”PANTASIMA” is reproduced from the book “Longone di San Salvator Maggiore” by Bernardino Tofani, printed in 1988. The book of almost 500 pages is a fantastic unique account of historical research and documents on Longone Sabino.
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