Nothing fancy, but still tasty and memorable. Tomatoes from the garden on frise, basil from the terrace, homemade sopressata, and remember that bufala caciocavallo? Oh so good. I miss homemade Italian lunch. And to think I used to hate tomatoes!
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Monday, August 4, 2008
Homemade, homegrown lunch
Friday, August 1, 2008
Yah I'm a pig. So what?
I can't help it. I love breakfast in Italy. Especially since I found out it could be a gelato sandwich! Here's a tamer breakfast I had yesterday. When we went to the counter to order, C asks me what I wanted, and I indicated a cappuccino and cannoli. But knowing the pig I've turned into since I got here, he says "Of course you want the large one, right?"
Bufala ricotta
Remember that road trip with all the bufala products? It went into dinner one night and breakfast the next day. For dinner, here we have bowtie pasta with homemade tomato sauce with the ricotta melted through. So creamy and delicious. And for breakfast the next morning, the same ricotta spread on slices of dense bread drizzled with Calabrian honey. Sorry no pic for that one!
Breakfast: one more time!
I was pretty surprised when one morning, C suggested we go to the local gelateria... for breakfast?! Here, I ate for the first time ever, the most indulgent ice cream sandwich at 10am. A brioche cut in half slathered with vanilla and gianduia gelati. The thing barely fit in my hand and melted all over my hands and legs as I tried to eat it with dirty pigeons greedily flocking around me. Needless to say, I finished the whole thing and the crash from that sugar high was worth every last lick. Oh, and the chocolate smeared all over the little girl's face on the gelateria sign is a good indication of how one looks when you're eating the actual gelato.
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