
Apron giveaway winner Laura Collins wrote on her entry comment: “I would wear this apron regularly. I love to cook, especially Italian food and I am currently waiting for my dual citizenship to be finalized.”
Celebrating Your Inner Italian
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Like three coins in a fountain, a trio of lucky commenters have had their apron dream come true.
We hope they’ll share photos of themselves modeling their gift.
Grazie to all who participated!
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The south of Italy and the American south are kissing cousins when it comes to their love of tomatoes.
But, as chef and author Miriam Rubin relates in her new cookbook Tomatoes (University of North Carolina Press), the fruit once feared as inedible is native to neither the mezzorgiorno nor the American southland.
“[Tomatoes] come from South America. They were adopted by the Mayans and Aztecs, and then by the Spanish conquerors, who took them to Spain. From there, they spread to Italy and the Mediterranean. Then, through explorers, settlers, and in the pockets of immigrants, they came to the southern United States,” says Rubin, whose food and gardening column “Miriam’s Garden” appears in the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette.
“The South is where they were first grown, prepared, and accepted, before their spread northward. And after it was decided that they were not poisonous.”
With her charming and informative prose, plus fifty vibrant recipes, Rubin paints a passionate portrait of the tomato. She offers a bushel basketful of tips and techniques for storing, preserving, and just plain savoring many varieties, including heirlooms such as Brandywine and Cherokee Purple. She even offers exciting options for canned and supermarket hot-house tomatoes.
That said, it’s clear that her hope is to inspire home cooks to cultivate their own tomatoes to enjoy these summer fruits in all their glorious variety. “Nothing tastes better than a sun-warmed tomato plucked right off the vine,” she says. “If you grow your own tomatoes, you’re in control. Well, sort of. You also have to deal with the weather.”
She points out that tomatoes are not all alike. “I like to indicate to readers which tomato I think would work best, and let them know my concept behind the recipe,” Rubin says. “Basically the rules—meant to be broken—are that when you need body and thickness, as for tomato sauce, use mostly or all paste-type tomatoes, which have pulpier walls and less juice. Choose Romas (aka plum tomatoes), Amish Paste, Black Plum, and San Marzano tomatoes.”
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Jennifer Criswell had guts. She wasn’t rich. She wasn’t fluent in Italian. And, she was no longer of the age where people say things like, “Oh, she’s young. . . she’s just finding herself.”
Yet, she moved from New York City to live in Tuscany. As a local barrista quizzically asked when she told him she was living in Montepulciano: “Ma, per sempre?” (but, forever?)
Her companion was a beloved Weimaraner named Cinder who, as you might suppose, was also neither rich, fluent in Italian, nor a frisky pup.
In At Least You’re in Tuscany: A Somewhat Disastrous Quest for the Sweet Life, Criswell shares the transformation with candor and humor. By her own admission, “It certainly wasn’t the sensible thing to do.”
Ten years before relocating, Criswell experienced an epiphany in Pienza, the last stay on her first trip to Italy, a three-week jaunt through the peninsula. Confiding in her journal, she realized that she no longer wanted to be a lawyer. She wanted to be a writer, and, more importantly, she wanted to be a writer in Italy.
Although her resolve was firm, the move was not fast. She writes, “My dream of Tuscany inspired me to start making changes. It took nine years, a move from Miami to New York—where I survived (just) as a dog walker on the Upper West Side—loads of Italian lessons, and three more trips before I hoisted sail on my Italian odyssey. But when you’re meant to be somewhere, everything in between feels like you’re treading water, just waiting for that wave to lift you and carry you onto the shore of your new land. My new land was Italy.”
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There are magical places on earth. Places that revive happy memories and help you create new ones. Places that inspire great activity and make you feel productive, welcome, and alive.
For John B. Heywood, Sun Jae Professor of Mechanical Engineering Emeritus at MIT, Tuscany is that magical place. More specifically, it’s a hilltop agriturismo hamlet just south of Siena called Montestigliano.
“This whole Italy thing began about 20 years ago, when my wife Peggy and I saw a film called Enchanted April,” John says.
“We were captivated by the movie. It portrayed how a group of British visitors were transformed during a trip to Italy,” Peggy says. “We tried to figure out how we could incorporate Italy into John’s work as well as our personal lives.”
The answer turned out to be a sabbatical.