105. He then dumps the basket in the back of his trailer and looks at me, grinning.
I visit Finotello at his farm to see him harvest the castraùre. It’s a muggy day with a hot, salty breeze, and the earth is springy after days of rain. The artichoke plants are slowly opening up in the sun. Finotello shows me how to cut a castraùra gently off the stalk with the traditional … Read more