The Bread of the Dead is not just a dessert: That night in Lunigiana and the photo I should have never looked at 🕯️🍂
A slow journey through the misty stone villages of Lunigiana leads to an ancient bakery on the Notte delle Lumere. Between the warm, ash-like scent of Pane dei Morti and a vintage photo from 1986, a dark family ritual begins to unfold in the reflection of a copper pan. Is it just a legend, or has the night of the dead just caught up with reality?