“If you are a farmer you are lucky to be in touch with live “things”, and with a complex world, born from the contamination of ideas and people: russello grain arrived here three centuries ago from Ukraine, prickly pears from Central America, oranges and peaches from China, pistachios from Afghanistan and Iran. Pistachio, fistik (from Arabic), fastuca, FASTUCHERA.”
Sometimes it is better to leave the harvest to the earth, which feeds on its own fruits and gives new ones,multiplied. The hands ring the sickle, the face grazes the clods, the eyes spin the different greens, t
he blooms, and the thoughts lean on the time. So you realize that here, in the field, nothing refuses. Everything comes back.
“I learned about my products also thanks to direct contact with people who eat them, cook them. They want to talk to me, they ask me, how I produce, what is my path, what are the properties of the fruits of my land, and they tell me recipes. The best customers, for me, are those who have also solved health problems, with the beans I produce. Dermatitis, lack of appetite for wheat intolerance. Making food, which is not only good, but also good, makes me happy. “