When the locals learned that we were moving to Pieve di Compresseto, a little village in the heart of Italy, they often remarked: “Oh, the Pievesi are famous for their gnocchi festival. They’re known for being a tightly-knit community that likes to be together.”
It wasn’t long before I learned firsthand that this was true. Less than two months after my husband and I moved into town, I found myself surrounded by the villagers in a busy kitchen. Together we were preparing gnocchi for the three-day Sagra dello Gnocco (Gnocchi Festival), hosted by the villagers the first weekend in August since 1983.
