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All tagged mascarpone
It’s dinner party season*, the season for heavy drinking and eating, the season for trying our best to be happy indoors.
In preparation from our two-month stay, my mother stocked up on mascarpone. And by stocked up, I mean she purchased all the mascarpone this side of the Atlantic.
Would you believe it? I’m away from Australia for not a week and already I’m missing the little things. The postmen on their bikes, the smell of jasmine, and the Australians’ take on classic puddings.
I know I’m getting a bit Italo-centric here, but what can I say? I cook what I know.
I didn’t know about this dessert at all until a gorgeous dinner during a trip to Italy last year. We had been invited to Francesco’s aunt’s house in the countryside near Bologna. A family affair, the kind I love: piling into the car, getting lost, arriving late and grumpy and starving. And then sitting down in a warm room with a fire and the smell of rosemary and a roast and a table full of unopened bottles.
This is one of those recipes that does what I hate to do: clean out my refrigerator. In this case, it took care of that little bit of leftover pumpkin puree, a haphazardly opened packet of ginger nut biscuits (ginger snaps) (it was house guest, I swear), a half loaf of day-old bread, the rest of a carton of questionable milk, and the second half of a tub of mascarpone.
