Celebrating Your Inner Italian
Even if something isn’t a secret, don’t you feel brilliant when you discover it for yourself? As far as I’m concerned, my current musical obsession Malika Ayane is all mine.
Passing time in Fiumicino Airport in Rome recently, I drifted into Feltrinelli. Since I had zilch carry-on space, buying an Italian book really wasn’t a viable option. But then I spotted the CD rack. I heard my Italian tutor Gabriella’s voice, “Listening to Italian music is a great way to learn the language.” [Read more…]
Flexibility makes yoga poses so much easier. It also makes travel so much more fun.
If Lisa B. hadn’t bent the rules that day on our way to Malpensa Airport, I might never have experienced C-Colzani Caffè. And that, i mie amici, would have been a major loss to my aspiring Inner Italian lifestyle.
C-Colzani has been named Gambero Rosso’s Bar of the Year for two years running. It is artisanal, sleek, smart, and gustoso. It is the creation of the young, talented brothers Marco and Andrea Colzani.
But I’m jumping ahead in the story. Lisa hadn’t premeditated going rogue but her instincts are sharp. As the representative of the travel firm sponsoring the familiarization trip to the Lake Como area, she was charged with keeping us on schedule. One evening, we dined at il Griso hotel near Lecco on the eastern branch of the lake. [Read more…]
Pomodori, Fagioli, e Cipolline (Roasted Tomatoes, Beans, and Onions) Photograph by Andrea Wyner
As cultural tourists, who among us isn’t dazzled by the Tuscan sun? We see ourselves feasting beneath its rays: Platters laden with antipasti, pasta, bistecca all fiorentina, Sangiovese wine, and sweets . . . la dolce vita.
But Tuscans in their 70s, 80s, and 90s tell a story of a different table.
These old kitchen hands are the witnesses who inform Pamela Sheldon Johns’ latest cookbook Cucina Povera: Tuscan Peasant Cooking (Andrews McMeel). Johns, an American cookbook author who owns Poggio Etrusco, an organic agritourismo near Montepulciano, has written a cultural and culinary history of a by-gone world. [Read more…]
Delicately seasoned luganega sausage and robust red wine are the flavor keys to this rice dish.
Photos make fine souvenirs but you can’t have them for dinner.
From now on, when I want to recall my visit to Monza last June, I can reminisce over a plate of steaming risotto alla monzese (Monza Style Risotto) like the one I sampled there.
The recipe comes courtesy of Guidarte guide and architect Laura Radaelli who escorted our media group around the charming medieval city.
In the course of exchanging e-mails to fact check my “Off the Beaten Track in Monza” article for Dream of Italy newsletter, I learned that Laura is an enthusiastic home cook. She shared some lore about the town’s signature dish along with the preparation method. [Read more…]
Regional Italian dishes rely on specialized ingredients like superfino rice to make a characteristically creamy risotto.
She works to change that perception and hits upon two essential points.
First, there is no such thing as Italian cuisine. There are many Italian regional cuisines.
Second, the reverence for fine food in Italy is democratic. The plumber and the professor both appreciate and know good cooking.
Grazie, Sara.
Here’s her article.
Speak softly, love, but carry a big stick.
As an admirer of Academy-Award nominated director Sofia Coppola, I wish her tanti auguri on her marriage to Phoenix front man Thomas Mars. The fairy tale ceremony was held on Saturday at the Coppola family estate in Bernalda, in the arch of the Italian heel, in the region of Basilicata.
The New York Daily News reports, “Coppola’s famous father, director Francis Ford Coppola walked his 40-year-old daughter–clad in a custom-made lavender Azzadine Alaia gown–down the aisle.”
Good thing art (in the form of Papa Coppola’s original Godfather film) isn’t imitating life (21st Century style) on this nuptial.
Imagine if Don Vito Corleone’s only daughter Connie were finally to marry boyfriend Carlo Rizzi after being with him for six years and bearing two daughters, as the real-life Sofia has done. Forget the over-the-top wedding scene opening the film. More likely, Connie’s Mom, clad all in black, would be weeping, begging Don Vito to quit saying, “Connie’s dead to me now.”
And what about son Michael’s sun-kissed Sicilian nuptials with the luscious Apollonia?
It was a nice diversion from the blood and gore but we all know how badly that ended. All we have left from that union is the saccharine “Speak Softly Love” theme. Composer Nino Rota may be a musical genius but we all know he phoned in that one for the money.
So, Sofia. We applaud your independent spirit.
Perhaps this is sweet payback for Dad casting you in The Godfather III?