Eating the landscape: survival, scarcity, and ingenuity in 18th-century Calabria

The most intriguing part of writing this little blog about the cultural history of food, that although I had a preconception what I would like to write about, from time to time I find myself in the middle of discovering more and more interesting subject within the main topic of this website. 

Chesnut is one of the protagonists of this story

Of course, I knew, that I wanted to dive deeper into this part of 18th-century everyday life because of my long-term plans to write stories set in this time period. Also, I always plan to connect at least three of my different online projects, so it was obvious that I would try to make a connection between this blog and road cycling especially Tour de France, as you can see in the category French food).

But I was not sure about the history of Italian cuisine, not just because last autumn, when I started this blog I was not entirely shre about I would do anything with Giro d'Italia in this May, but also for a very private reason. 

To me, Italian cuisin is much more closer to home, not only geographically, but also kind of emotionally. Being interested in autentic Italian food (and yes, actually I shouldn't call it "Italian food", rather refer to certain regions) is much more part of my private life, the one I rather wish to keep for myself, and talking about it would be felt a little bit peeformative. 

And yet, here we are, with my idea to write at least one post related to each region Giro d'Italia visit this year

First comes a story of Calabria, the southernmost region of Italia, unfortunatelly often known as the poorest part of Italy (and kne of the poorest region of the EU).

But poverty is not a new thing for the people living in this part of the world, famine and scarcity often stoke them also in the previous centuries. 

In this post I intend to focus some tendencies during the 18th century, how Calabrian people lewen to overcome their struggles with prope nutrition.

Although Calabria surrounded by two seas, and were conquered quite frequently by various groups of people (from Greeks to Normans), it wa considered as an isolated world for centuries, with lack of connection between the settlements, that sometimes caused  even the variation of different dialects of neighbour villages. 

Without proper infrastructure and trade network, the communities of the region were relied mostly only on theirselves. And were conventional agriculture failed on the thin soikd between the rugged mountains, people had to find other sources for nutrition, so they, do to say, ate the landscape.

In other words, pure necessity, 

Calabrians developed a deep, practical knowledge of wild plants.

One of the protagonists of this story was the grain made of chesnut, often called as the "flour if the poor". The chesnut tree in Italy has its own intriguing history (Paolo Squatriti dedicated a whole book with the title  Landscape and change in early medieval Italy to its early medieval history), and it seemed obvious choice that in time of need people turned to its help when cultivated food ran out.

Also, food made of chicory, nettles, and wild fennel became neccesity from time to time, either boiled into thin soups or eaten simply to quiet hunger.

In the time of extreme need acorn, leached of their bitterness and ground into coarse flour, played an important role. Roots were dug from the earth, and in extreme cases, fibrous materials such as bark were mixed into bread to create the illusion of substance. The resulting foods were heavy, often unpalatable, and nutritionally inadequate, yet they fulfilled a crucial role: they filled the stomach and prolonged survival.

Although the life in the 18th centuy was generally harsh in this region, one particular event made it even worse. 

There was an earthquake in 1783 which destroyed villages, disrupted storage, and ruined harvests, forcing survivors into even greater dependence on wild foods. 

As you can see, the title of this post wasn't an exageration at all, Calabrian people, who turned to the wild plans in the hour of greatest need for centuries, actually, really ate the landscape. 


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