15 December 2006
warm and toasty, calabrian style

L'inverno è arrivato. Winter has arrived.

This was the topic of conversation around the piazza this morning. It's suddenly overcast, damp, and chilly. I can't say it's actually cold as I grew up in the mountains of Pennsylvania; southern Italian winters just don't compare. But for some perspective, I was wearing a turtleneck sweater and a light jacket, which means it's considerably more wintry than it was last week at this time.

Even before I went up the piazza, though, I knew winter was here because my neighbor Anna Maria was out preparing her braciere, or brazier. When I first arrived in the village, I noticed Anna Maria storing coal in a little bin outside her house and asked what it was for. Remember, folks, I'm from Coal Country, so this was something that intrigued me.

I picked up a piece of coal and realized that it wasn't what I was used to--this was much softer. But the innocent question did land me at Anna Maria's that evening, and from then on, she and I shared many a serata around the brazier--she talked mostly in dialect as I struggled to find a stray word that I remotely understood.

So how does this ancient contraption work?

For some background, there's a basin for the coal:

The coal, by the way, is bought from a car that drives down the main street blasting Calabrian folk music and announcing rather indecipherably, "Carbone! Carbone! Carbone!" over its loudspeaker. Emphasis on the loud. And the indecipherably.

Once the coals are smoldering, the basin fits inside its holder. On top rests an iron structure, slightly conical with a flat top surface, which is then covered by a woolen tablecloth. All together you get something that looks like a round table the size of a nightstand.

First, take the basin outside and scoop out some of the old ashes. They will be reused later, so don't throw them away.

Next, add the coal.

Now add some dried twigs or other material to get the fire going, and light it up.

Be sure to fan the flames to get the fire going really well.

Then smother the whole thing with some ash you scooped out before, ensuring smoldering as opposed to flaming coals.

Now lug the basin inside and place the iron table on top.

Finally, do like Anna Maria, scoot up a chair, and rest your feet on the rim of the burner. If it's particularly chilly, pull up the table cloth so it covers your hands and lap, and voilà!

Warm and toasty, Calabrian style.

P.S. Throw in some clementine peels and you have an air freshener too!

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She looks very nice. I didn't know people still use these!! MMM...Toasty.

Blogger katerinafiore said...

How interesting!!! I feel warmer just looking at those pictures. great stories you get while living there huh? I love to tell stories!

Blogger nikinpos said...

I know a few people who use those still. Not good with small curious children around, though! I am really appreciating the central heating in England at the moment!!

Blogger Christine said...

How cute, and I miss me some little old Italian ladies, she looks like every good friend my grandmother ever had.

Blogger sognatrice said...

Ms A, benvenuta! They are actually pretty still common around here for the older residents at least. And they certainly add an interesting smell to the air on cold days too.

Katerina, oh, the stories I could tell! Wait, I think that's why I'm here. Stay tuned!

Nicki, benvenuta also to you! Actually, I'll confess, I do have central heating--which is why there weren't pictures of me starting up my braciere ;) They are good, though, when it's just a little chilly and you just need your toes warm. But all that work!

Christine, you wouldn't believe how many times I've said "s/he looks just like...." and then filled in the name of some Italian-American my family knew in the States. It's eerie.

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