“When I came here thirty years ago, and the manna trade was considered dead, the first thing that came to my mind was to try to produce the manna directly, from the tree extremely clean, in a way to sell it without having to process it industrially. Suddenly, I walked past a tree and noticed that there was a tiny stalactite. I ran back, my mum was sewing, I took a spool, tied the thread around the trunk, together with a drip running down the stalactite. When I returned the following morning, I found a stalactite one meter long. That was the right method. Many take it as a laxative; many others especially in the last years, take it as a depurative. Through the incision I understand the age and the condition of the tree. It’s a way to have a direct relation. At a certain point the tree says: ‘Stop it … I am not going to make any more manna’. It’s not the missing manna that I care about. I just feel like I haven’t understood the tree and what was going on. I feel like I acted as a stranger, not as a friend.”
The manna of Gelardi’s 500 ash trees was awarded in 2008 by foreign press as the product which “best contributes to protect nutritional values of Italian agriculture, food and wine. It is worth at least 150 euro per kilo because it is pure. In Turin during Terra Madre, the international biennial event in its third edition, which has introduced to the five continents’ governments the foundation of the same name, were hundreds of academics from all over the world who listened to the story of a man proud to be a “farmer wearing muddy boots”. “Manna is certainly a miracle” says nowadays Gelardi. “And all the nature as well”. He continues: “First of all it means beauty as between the end of July and the beginning of August you can see ash trees bleeding thousands of white filaments that drip into the fleshy bowl of Indian fig leaves. Can you imagine what enchantment?”. Indeed, this is not all. “The real miracle is the relationship between man and tree.
The ash tree grows everywhere but manna is uniquely produced here, that is in the places where Greeks lived in many centuries before Christ”. The last fifty farmers who know how and when cutting ash tree bark so that the lymph can ooze and condense into manna stalactites, wires and cannoli, all live just round here, between Castelbuono and Pollina whose year of foundation dates back to around 1300, about one hundred kilometers away from Palermo. That’s why all over these hills the Christmas song is like a farm prayer that should help manna flow purely and plentifully. As set in my memory, the prayer is secretly handed down from father to son, from teacher to pupil, always and exclusively the 25th of December but never to “idle ears”. “We did not teach it for decades. We could not sell manna and our young men looked for different jobs”. In fact, in the second half of the twentieth century the pharmaceutical industry had discovered the synthetic manna which was extracted from sugar treacle. So Sicilian ash tree woods were gradually abandoned. Miracles were not over yet. When all hope seemed to be lost, manna succeeded in fascinating new generations so much so that today, among several producers, there are people aged thirty or forty… The old man has come back in the woods to teach the boy and the latter has gone in the woods to be as good and highly esteemed as the former (Cfr I. Cogliani – Itam Comunicazione)___________________________________________________Back To Top