"Frutta di Martorana" against a ceramic scultpure by the late Sicilian artist Giovanni De Simone--a gift from my mother |
Suora Isabella at the Marsala Cemetary |
A typical "cestino" or basket of sweets for "Il Giorno dei Morti". |
In a recent trip to Sicily, my sons and I visited my father who is buried at cemetery of Marsala, accompanied by my aunt Pina, my father's sister. At the cemetery my aunt stopped to greet one such nun and to introduced me to her. Amazingly, this nun who ran an orphange, knew my mother. In her youth while apprenticing as a seamstress, my mother had made first communion dresses for all the little girls in her orphanage. Some 50 years later, this dear and pious woman still remembered my mother and her beautiful gift of love to those unknown children.
Typical "pupi di zucchero," hand painted hollow sugar dolls. |
In the Sicilian tradition of La Festa Dei Morti, children are told that the souls of their beloved relatives return bringing gifts and sweets. In my mother and father's time, La Festa Dei Morti was among the most important feasts for giving gifts, eclipsing even the modern custom of gift exchanges at Christmas. In my mother's home, she and her siblings would put their shoes outside the front door in preparation for the arrival of the departed relatives. Because they had been good, they expected gifts in their shoes the next morning. My maternal grandfather Nonno Leonardo (my maternal grandmother and grandfather were named Leonardo and Leonarda), would also put his shoes out at the insistence of my grandmother. The next morning the children would wake to find candies and sweets in their shoes, while my grandfather would find lumps of coal and rusty nails, the gift received by bad little boys and girls, which sent the children into paroxysms of laughter!
My mother Maddalena at 5 years old. |
The sugar figurines were very special works of art, each individually hand painted. My grandmother preferred that the children did not eat them right away, so they would be placed high on a dining room credenza for all to admire. My mother later told me that she and her brothers would find their way to the treats and nibble the hidden back part of their sugar dolls so as not to attract attention --until their mother discovered them or the dolls collapsed!
Until next time, "auguri"! Best wishes to you for the Festa dei Morti!
Ciao a presto!
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