Who doesn’t like pesto?
Even picky eaters – “what’s that green stuff?” people – love it. My basil-hating brother would eat his own arm if it was slathered in the stuff.
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Who doesn’t like pesto?
Even picky eaters – “what’s that green stuff?” people – love it. My basil-hating brother would eat his own arm if it was slathered in the stuff.
Spaghetti with tomato sauce: the simplest and most beloved of all of Italy’s dishes, a symbol of her cuisine, a staple in every region. Every mamma makes it, everyone slurps it up with masterful twirls of the fork on the side of the bowl.
Eggplant parm, parmigiana, parmigiana di melanzane, whatever you want to call it, it’s always good. The only thing is, it can be a pain to make. First you have to fry or bake the eggplant slices, then make the sauce, then grate the cheeses and layer them all then bake and only then can you eat. Somehow
This is the last soup I’ll post for awhile, I promise. It’s just that I can’t think of an easier way to eat my vegetables.
It’s still stinking hot here in Sydney and will be for the next few months. Not that I’m complaining. Sure, I miss my hearty baked pastas and braised everything, but summer eating is full of simple pleasures. Like ice cream, which we’ve taken to eating by the carton.
I truly don’t know what we would do without our neighbors. They’re the ones who made us feel totally welcome when we first arrived in Australia
In any small town in the southern Italian region of Puglia, you’ll see groups of teenagers, grandmothers and babies, couples young and old