………….love on a plate……………
Perhaps the symbolism of the heart, most often rendered in red,
translates red velvet cake into the language of the love – love of a daughter for her father.
beautiful cake, beautiful cook!!!!
Italian, family, food – cooking Italian food, with Italian family – the best of all worlds!!!!
I played sous chef to Cousin John’s masterful rendition of
olive oil, pancetta, Italian sausage, ground turkey, balsamic
celery, carrot, onion, garlic
tomatoes, tomato sauce, red wine
sage, salt, pepper
pecorino, heavy cream, cinnamon, nutmeg, crushed red pepper flakes
basil to serve
and more pecorino
incredibly delicious……..and so much fun!!!!
Mille grazie, John!!!
‘Twas the night before Christmas…….Eve
Christmas Eve Eve!
Each year, those of us who are family and those lucky enough to be invited, gather at Gail and John’s,
around the kitchen island for Bagna Cauda.
(I may be the family historian, but these cousins keep alive the Italian traditions of the palate!)
All I would need to make the meal complete:
The Bagna Cauda – ‘hot bath’ in Italian: a mixture of olive oil, butter, sliced garlic, anchovies and cream.
The method for eating: dip cabbage in the hot bath with one hand, while taking a slice of dill bread with the other, catching the dripping sauce and cabbage on the bread, and into the mouth it goes – absolutely sublime!!!
Others like to dip carrots, celery, fennel, small potatoes, peppers….
…this is just the beginning…wine is being poured, acquaintances are being renewed, little ones are wonderfully under foot, absent dear ones are being recalled and missed…
….blessing are being counted and appreciated….body and soul are being fed….