Synopsis

A path full of smells that brings to mother-water, to grandmother-earth and its sunny fields full of wheat growing…

From the flour comes out the magnificent song, an ancient melody that brings us to the present. The pasta kneaded with repeated love, a simple gesture of only two centimetres, full of passion ..

A suggestive journey to celebrate the beauty of sharing.

Our God is Dionysus,

Apollo is sitting on the bench …