Stazzi

Once upon a time in Gallura.

There was “Lu Stazzu”, (the typical rural house) which our ancestors built only in the country of  Nothern Gallura.

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Usually, the “Stazzu” was built out of granite stones upon hills located away from villages . Inside it, all family members would live their lives and carry out their dailty activities based off a  self-sufficient economy.

Names such as “ Ciromu, Cirummeddha, Jaseppa, Balori” were typical of the Gallurese countryside; nowadays, they have disappeared just like the old rural instruments they used such as the sycle, called “La Rustagghja” used to cut down wheat.

image931-1.jpgAnd the typical female  headgear called “Lu Miccalori”.

Luckily, this type of rural life, which probably came to Gallura directly from Corsica, hasn’t been forgotten as well as its animal husbandry, and  its traditional meals, which have been passed down from generation to generation. Goats raised on our territory characterized our rural areas.  

 

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Actually, it’s still common to see goats jumping amongst granite rocks, trying to feed from lentisk shrubs.

Besides goats, farmers would raise a couple of sheep for their wool and a few cows for their milk as well as hogs from which they obtained sausages, hams and, most importantly, piglets, which roasted on myrtle are still one of our specialties.

 

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Apart from raising animals, farmers would grow a Corsican variety of wheat with which they baked traditional sweets such as “papassini, casciatini, cucciuleddhi”.

 

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They baked also bread,and tradional bread for festivities.

 

 

 

 

images-44-1.jpgNow reknowned “Suppa Cuata”,(zuppa Gallurese) once a poor dish similar to stuffing made up of old bread, meat broth and cheese baked in a wood oven called “Lu Vurru”.

With all the produce the “Stazzu” had to offer, back in the old days this rural farm house became a referral point for all wayfarers who would seek food and hospitality. It  was the mirror of that country life made of men and women whose faces were marked by time and hard work, and who never denied a piece of bread to those in need.

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Their generosity also became essential during the war, when  villagers had to evacuate their houses and move away from them, seeking refuge elsewhere.

This fascinating ancestral world, now lost, was also populated by local poets, who in their native language would declame their poems wandering from country house to country house, cheering up families gathered around the hearth, and who would also engage in poetry contests during weddings and important ceremonies.

images-48-1.jpgUnfortunately, the lost world of our ancestors, who for centuries lived in our beautiful valleys, is just a well kept memory that we are trying to relive nowadays, following their culture and traditions which we hope you will appreciate.telechargement-6.jpg