MOLFETTA, the land of my grandparents, ITALY

My grandparents, from my mom side, were born in Italy, Molfetta, near Bari...my wife and I visited a couple of years ago. We landed in Rome, coming from Los Angeles, spend a night over there, and ...we rented a car, next day, hit the road to Molfetta.
The highway TERLIZZI A1 crosses from Naples to Bari, it's about 4 hours from Rome, a nice freeway, well indicated, with lanes for different speeds, though, even you respect the speed marked in the signs, be aware that nobody will like you, Italians run fast, they will apply the honk on you if you respect the speed limit, anyway, we supplied ourselves with coffee, snacks, and the best chocolate filled with cappuccino cream, that it made the trip unforgettable...and the view......those rolling mountains, the cities just right on top of the mountains, giving the best view imaginable, we stop for lunch at a beautiful road restaurant, elegant, and the food, awesome, after having a toast to life, we kept going toward our destiny...

Once we got in town, we checked in to the only hotel they have, the Garden Hotel, a beautiful 4 or 5 stories building, huge bedrooms, greatly decorated, and best of all....an awesome continental breakfast with everything you could imagine, the best croissants, fruits of the season, baked goodies, tiramisu, the best coffee, eggs, you name it...
We went straight to the city hall to check on my grandparents address, not even knowing if we would be able to get it...but...WE DID!!!

We had lunch at a family operated restaurant-grill, ocean front, on the Adriatic sea, with no waves, so quiet and beautiful...

A great dish:  GRILLED BABY OCTOPUS....deliciously made, accompanied by a great Chablis, and the sun shinning above...

The Adriatic sea, at the old district part of the city of Molfetta, Italy...

I will continue this post, as soon as I download more pictures to post....

One detail that called my attention: our last name all over the best shops in town....

CIPRIANI

Like Harry Cipriani in New York, our family, as far as the locals told us, is a very tied family, all Cipriani are part of the family....we couldn't find any of them in town, it was a long week-end, and part of the city were out on vacation , so , we need to come back to still get some information on the path my nono went through...

the narrow streets of Molfetta old district...