Giuseppe Galgano, everyone calls Peppino, talks slowly, especially when he's talking about his wheat, his land, his Calitri:
Giuseppe Galgano, aged 50, has twinkling eyes and a face marked by the rhythm of a life that is lived according to the climate. There are many faces like his in Calitri, splendid town in Upper Irpinia, in the heart of Ofanto Valley, there where Pyrrhus did not pass, a short distance from the old Compsa, a few kilometres from Mefite, where Virgil put the entrance to Hades. Giuseppe, everyone calls him Peppino, is first of all an entrepreneur but he doesn't like being called one. He is a farmer who comes from the land and lives off the land. His wheat is special because the pristine valleys where it's grown are special, like these fields that change colour from one season to the next.