Weekly Photo Challenge: Gone, But Not Forgotten

Brother Michael’s photograph is on the wall at Rocco’s Pasticceria down on Bleecker Street.

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Brother Michael LaMantia served “51 years as a brother in the Scalabrini Order and nearly 40 years at the parish in the heart of Greenwich Village.”

(Our Lady of Pompeii Church is across the street from Rocco’s.  My sister says there is a memorial to Brother Michael in the church.

Before Brother Michael passed in 2013, he gave the Pasticceria this statue of Saint Rocco.  Brother Michael is Gone, But Not Forgotten. 

Thanks to Krista Evans for this challenge

St.  Rocco

Rocco's Pasticceria

Rocco’s on Bleecker Street.

pastry

For the story of Saint Rocco you can check out the link in this post from the Saint Rocco Festival in Pittsburgh

Franco (posing for me with a cheesecake below) is the one who showed me Brother Michael’s prayer card on the wall at Rocco’s and told me that Brother Michael had given the Saint Rocco Statue to the store. Franco has been at Rocco’s for more than thirty years!

Franco

Here is Franco posing for me with a cheesecake.  Mary and I stopped in Saturday night for a coffee and pastry after a nice day at Galleries and Target First Night at the Brooklyn Museum. 

Sunday- Pittsburgh Pirates Win 11-5 PlusTaralli and Fireworks at Saint Rocco Festival

Sunday afternoon my friend Steve and I drove downtown to look for the Toynbee tiles. 

He’d seen a documentary about them but that ‘s another whole post for tomorrow.  I want to read more about them and view the documentary myself before I write about seeing them.  We found three. Stay tuned……

We decided to check out the baseball game and considered getting a last minute ticket.  (Note how full the stands are these days!)

Here is the view of PNC Park from the Roberto Clemente Bridge above the Allegheny River.

Later in the evening we met some neighbors at the Saint Rocco Festival in Morningside at St. Rafael. There was singing and dancing the Tarantella.  We ate a meatball sandwich and looked at the beautiful handmade cookies in the baskets.  I asked the name of the cookies and the woman said Taralli.  I went to my favorite authentic Italian recipe blogger, Chicago John and searched for a recipe for these particular cookies and didn’t find one but I am hopeful he’ll have one.  Here’s a recipe I was able to find for now.

The evening ended in fireworks and lots of smoke.

Some of you may have seem my post of the Festival last year when there was a full moon.  Just clouds this year.

If you want to read about Saint Rocco’s story it’s here