Today was the dance of the Giglio Feast. I kept thinking it was “gigilo” or “Gigli.” Jody and Christa saved us a great spot at the beer tent right across from the tall Giglio tower. Best seats in the house with $3 Buds. Italian guys lifting and spinning the tower around and marching it down the street while a band played on top. Shared some zeppoles. Good thing you can’t tell how I try to pronounce these on here. No matter that I accidentally inhaled the powered sugar when taking a bite, the Zeppoles were tasty and hot. I once had cold ones years ago and it was like eating cold McDonald’s fries. I also got Pork Bracciole (braciole) on a roll. A little bland. It would have been nice with some sauce like chimichurri.
…so there’s a bunch of words in there that I have a hard time pronouncing.
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the feasts of feasts bravo,i am 75 years old and still rember the tune sung at the lifting of the giglio, i had the band play it at my good cousins wedding a hum and they went right in to it /grew up on devoe street. and was a member of the sanitation coumbia society whigh met right near our lady of mt carmel church.
ask were i am from and a;lways its not from up north 9god forbid) it is always good old willisma burg brooklyn n.y.buno foryuno
| July 16, 2009 @ 5:46 pm
@rick… That’s really cool. Thanks for sharing, rick.
| July 17, 2009 @ 1:22 am
The feast of feasts. Food and music galore. I was born in Willamsburg many years ago. Lived on Pulaski street.
| July 21, 2009 @ 9:28 am