Italy

Terra Madre November, 2010

 

I was privileged to be part of the delegation from India at Terra Madre, the biannual Slow Food convivium. I was invited by Navdanya representatives of Slow Food in India and an Indian non-governmental organization (NGO) that promotes biodiversity conservation, organic farming, farmers’ rights and seed saving, among many other activities.

Sicilia Ricotta e Caffe June, 2010

This is Sicily. Food comes not in prissy quarter-platefuls, but in heaps appropriate for mountain men. To finish a meal of chick pea soup, followed by two types of pasta, roast lamb with rosemary-flavoured potatoes, and a ricotta cassata for dessert, requires removal from the table by winch. You could of course cut some corners by living solely on ricotta and an espresso, seemingly the staple food of Sicily, but why miss out on local anchovies, capers, gelati, and those delicious marzipan cakes made by the good Benedictine nuns from La Matorana?

A Colourful Fishing Village May, 2010

Burano sounds like Murano, but that is where the similarities end. And while this little island a mere 30 minutes from Venice via the vapporati (water bus) may be known for its production of lacework, I feel fairly convinced it should be famous instead for Trattoria al Gatto Nero da Ruggero.

Puglia April, 2010

My family and I are driving through the countryside dotted with ancient olive trees as far as the eye can see. As the Adriatic Sea rises directly in front of us, I think of nothing beyond the beauty of this place. The trees, dating back to the 17th century, are gnarled and knotted like the overworked hands of an elderly woman. The green of their leaves offset the blue sea backdrop — magic. We are in Puglia, the heel of Italy’s boot.
 

Victoria’s Seafood Paella April, 2010

Every country has her national dish that’s prepared with pride, yet none is as famous as Spain's paella. Who would have thought that it would be on a trip to the Italian Riviera that I would learn how to make the quintessential paella?

Kisses from Perugia February, 2010

Perugia, a medieval walled hill town in the heart of Umbria, is the home of Baci Perugina - those scrumptious hazel-nut filled chocolates, wrapped in silver foil with a love motto inside. When I was a student aged 16 at l‘Universita per gli Stranieri the family that owned the Perugina factory was the biggest employer in the town. Every bar had a huge bowl of Baci to tempt you while you drank your espresso. Every house had a stash of them. You gave them as a gift when you went to visit. Children were bribed with them.You could, I recall, smell chocolate wafting in the air.

Our Very Own Room with a View October, 2009

The English have always had a love affair with Tuscany. At the beginning of A Room with a View Lucy Honeychurch and Miss Bartlett complain that they did not get the rooms with the views that they had been promised in the Pensione Bertolini. Eventually Lucy agrees to swap rooms with the Emersons who have a view of the Arno: ‘It was pleasant....to lean out into the sunshine with beautiful hills and trees and marble churches opposite, and, close below, the Arno, gurgling against the embankment.' The art and scenery impressed them a great deal and it is described in evocative detail but it always seemed extraordinary to me that they never mention the food!

"I Open When I Want To" October, 2009

While visiting friends in spectacular Monte Argentario, an island connected to the Italian coast by a casueway, we were all invited to dinner by the lovely Italian family who lived next door. After a delicious and elaborate meal, our host placed on the table a beautifully wrapped black package with a gold scripted logo A.Ferrini. It was clearly inspired by the aesthetics of a bygone era of grandeur and decadence. Upon unraveling the package, I was surprised to see little elegant cakes that resembled little muffins; a very small base and a large top sprinkled with sugar.

Fresh or Dried Mushrooms? October, 2009

For those who will only frequent the freshest of herbs, there may be times when fresh falls flat on flavor. Recently on our late summer Italian travels, we visited a hill town in Tuscany called Pitigliano. Perched on the side of a mountain, this elegant medieval town is one of the many that dot the mountains of Italy and France. Upon closer inspection and much to my delight, we came across several food shops with a wide array of local delicacies. The one thing they all had in common was the wide selection of dried mushrooms: from porcini and cepes to chanterelles and portobellos.

Monte Argentario October, 2009

We were invited by our good friends and neighbors Jen & Patrick to join them on the Italian coast, as a way to celebrate the end of summer—or to prolong it as much as possible.

Monte Argentario, the mountainous island, is a little-known gem in Italy’s Toscana region. Connected by a thin causeway to the mainland, Monte Argentario is an impressive mountain that rises out of the sea as you make your way along the coastal road, just two hours north of Rome.

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