Around the wooden farmhouse table, a small group chatted in English and Italian, sipping wine and espresso and nibbling on slices of sweet, lard-enriched pizza.
stations, and nothing but nothing and, you know, suddenly i arrive in marfa. and it s like, would you like some bruschetta, some salumi, some $900 ponchos?.” shelly: that s right. [ laughter ] anthony: what s going on? shelly: clearly it s not the old, old family marfa. ty: marfa has become three distinct cultures tourist town, art town, cowboy town. it s got it all. you can get calamari in marfa. who would ve thunk it 20 years ago? nobody knew what the word meant.