pizza!

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Tonight we are making pizza… yay!!! I think we’ll make three kinds:

1. Quattroformaggio: we have local pecorino, gorgonzola, fresh mozzarella, and parmesan.
2. “Gourmet Garlic Chicken”: David’s favorite! I have one more chicken breast that needs to be eaten, and lots of garlic & rosemary, along with a bit of chopped red onion and mozzarella.
3. Prosciutto di Toscana e Pera: Something like the Hawaiian pizza of Tuscany… also with a bit of red onion and gorgonzola.

For tomato sauce, I’m going to try Alisa’s method she just sent me:

2 pounds of tomatoes and quarter them, put them in a pot with a bunch of basil, then cover them and cook them over med/med-high heat until they break down (like, 10 minutes). Stir frequently to prevent scorching. Puree them, then you add a couple of tablespoons of olive oil, salt and pepper. I actually added garlic and a bit of oil and red wine to the tomatoes while they cooked. Also some dried sage, which I am loving these days.

For the crust, I mixed 100 gr. white flour, 80 gr. whole wheat flour and 20 gr. polenta, together with a bit of grated parmesan, a tablespoon of demerara sugar, packet of yeast, 3 tablespoons of olive oil and about a cup of water.

More photos…

I wanted to get some Italian beer but Self Service doesn’t carry my favorite Beltaine any more! Last week she said they might have later in the week, but so far niente. Instead they are carrying some other artiginale cervoglia but for 5 euro a bottle… seems a bit pricey and doesn’t look as good at all. Oh well, I have some of our lovely local red left over.

For dessert (but not tonight…), I’m going to make an almond milk rice pudding with lots of eggs as we just got another refill from Giuliana. She complemented me on the torta

Farro…

is an ancient grain…

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This NY Times article gives a good background to it. Most of Italy’s farro is grown in Garfagnana, where we are now! But I’d hardly call this a ‘relatively poor’ region… Just walking down to our village you pass through amazing villas and plantations of olive trees and vineyards. This area is very rich in agriculture.

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I was thinking I wanted to make zuppa, but it turned into more of a stew… I boiled the farro in water with a little salt and chicken broth, and then sauteed in olive oil fresh rosemary and sage; a bit of very purple onion; red and yellow peppers, zucchini, and garlic. Added in some Beltaine from last night… and the leftover sausage and tomatoes from a few days ago. Added the vegetables into the grain and let it cook while I listened to my monday conference call. Stuffed the zucchini flowers with pecorino, prosciutto, garlic and a few of my sun-dried tomatoes.

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Bella refused to try it though. But she really loved last night’s pesto!

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Must try Oliveto in Oakland, and maybe it’s worth going to Newport Beach on my next So Cal sojourn to visit Caffe il Farro.

pomodori secchi

It worked! My friend Mike from work, who’s also a chef, suggested I make sun dried tomatoes with the half-kilo I had left from Bagni di Lucca… First I put them in the sun today, then finished them in the oven after baking the torta…

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la torta

Last week, I bought a kilo of peaches in Bagni di Lucca. Last night I still had over half of them and I thought.. mmmm pie. And then I said, ugh… I hate making pie crust. And my pie crust maker friends aren’t here… What to do with all these peaches? David Lebovitz saves the day with his timely post, Easy Jam Tart. The cake part of this is notable in that it doesn’t get rolled out, and you cream the butter instead of cutting it into the flour. And, it has polenta in it. AND, David suggests adding fresh rosemary! Well, I can definitely get on board with that. But jam tarts always seem like a fake dessert to me. Jam??? Come on folks… Well, as it so happens, I had bought a jar of 100% fruit wild berry jam for Isabella. She’s not going to finish it in a week, so I’ll use some on the tart and top it with peaches. The dough turned out much wetter than David described… I used exactly the right amount of butter, in fact a little less… I used exactly the right amount of flour and corn meal, and even used small eggs — and even just the yolk of one, just like he calls for. Oh well. The rosemary from our courtyard was a divine addition… oh, maybe i put a tad too much amaretto in it though… hmmm. It hardened up fine in the fridge and came out a few hours later ready to be pushed into the tart pan. Another suggestion was almonds… frangipane. What is that? I looked up a recipe, it looked good, so I made up something approximating frangipane: some finely chopped almonds, some powdered sugar, some sicilian almondmilk (mandorlata), and an egg. Well now, this looks like that yummy almond filling you find in bear claws and many german pastries. Eccellente.

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I debated drizzling saba on top of it all, especially since I’m not a fan of big sugar crystals on my food, as David calls for. Bella suggested we use that for after its cooked, as a cooling contrast. I had thought the same thing when I debated pouring it on the peaches as well. Also, a dab of mascarpone would go really well too…

First though, dinner. Last week’s gnocchi with tonight’s homemade pesto: I chopped up a bowl full of basil leaves that Bella gathered from the courtyard. Chopped in several cloves of garlic, some of the chopped almonds (shh…) and a chunk of parmesan. YUM. Covered it with olive oil and let it sit.

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For my salad, I’m using up the beet in this dressing creation: shredded beet, sage, almonds, garlic, gorgonzola, balsamic vinegar, pepper and some peaches. Yeah, this menu has a lof the foods I crave: almonds & peaches; sage, rosemary & basil; polenta; gorgonzola.

Tomorrow, we are getting up at 9 am and walking down the hill to go swimming before the crowds show up. Laps and laps, and then back up the hill!

Biscotti Stracciatella, e Pollo, ancora

Bella loved the other night’s chicken so much we did it again. This time I wanted to keep it simpler: we took one breast, pounded it out a little, and filled it with mozzarella di bufala, garlic and fresh basil. Rolled it in beaten egg, then bread crumbs from Bella’s focaccia, mixed with a little pepper, parmesan, polenta and leftover crumbs from the previous dinner. On the stove, I made some chicken broth with garlic, olive oil, lemon juice and a chopped tomato. Put the chicken in this and let it cook on the stove for about 10 minutes, then baked in the same pan in the oven at 170C for about 30 min. Came out even better than before! Juicy and flavorful — with just the lemon and basil infusing the chicken, and the nice surprise of the mozzarella. I am definitely going to make this in California.

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With our delicious fresh mozzarella (DOP), Bella made a beautiful caprese.

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For dessert, we made chocolate chip cookies:

Beat until fluffy 1/2 c. butter
Add 3/4 c sugar — I combined white sugar, demerara sugar and powdered vanilla sugar
Beat in one egg
Stir in 1 c. flour mixed with 1 t. vanilla baking powder
Throw in chocolate chips (we chopped up an italian milk chocolate bar) and chopped almonds (which Bella so graciously cracked for me).
Bake 15 min at 170C.

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Ravioli

Pasta: 100 g white flour
1 egg
olive oil, water

Bella’s filling:
Pecorino
Mascarpone
Pepper
Garlic
Basil

Mine:
Garlic
Beets
Sage
Apple
Red Onion
Parmesan
Pecorino
Mascarpone
Pepper

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Salsiccia Toscana
Pomodori
Vino rosso nostrale

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Green salad with beets, almonds, sage, peaches, tomatoes

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Granita di cocomero

insetti da tutte le parti

I finally broke down and got some bug spray, a citronella candle, and a thing that plugs into the wall with a bottle of some sort of liquid. The store also had the big blue tablet things that go into a plug-in device, but they didn’t have the device for them. That’s what we always used in Moscow. Definitely fewer bugs tonight. Much easier to cook and work. This little bugger though has been stuck the trash can for a day now, struggling to get out. He’s very loud. Should I let him go?

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focaccia

The italian yeast I bought turned out to be not exactly what I thought it would be… It’s supposed to be just mixed with the flour and sugar, not with warm water first. So I wasn’t sure what to do. Bakeries in Europe must have some special line on yeast and baking powder because what they sell in stores doesn’t seem to be close to what we get in the US. I also haven’t found a really good recipe for this yet, but today I tried with this:

100 grams whole wheat flour
100 grams white flour
2 T sugar
1 package yeast
1/2 cup olive oil
1/2 cup water

Mix everything together adding more flour until it feels right. Knead and let rise. Punch down, knead and roll out for pans. Add toppings — Bella used rosemary; I used basil and garlic; we both added salt, pepper and garlic. Let rise. Poke with fingers to make small indents, bake for 30 min at 170C. Actually I’m not sure how long it baked, and i’m not sure what temp my oven really is. It was probably less than 30 min though, I took it out when it started to become very fragrant in the apt. Mine turned out fairly moist, Bella’s was much dryer, like the last one I made at Leslie’s. Her’s was also on the bottom shelf of the oven, maybe that had something to do with it. It tasted fine, but hardened quickly. Any suggestions on how to make this are welcome!

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Pollo Pollo

Bella and I each stuffed our chicken breasts: hers with fresh mozzarella, basil and garlic; mine with beets, almonds, garlic and sage.

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Then we breaded them with leftover whole wheat breadcrumbs, rosemary and polenta, and baked them in lemon juice and broth.

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We also revitalized the rice pudding from the other night with a bit more egg custard and mascarpone… much fluffier!

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concerto a cerreto

We walked down to Cerreto, a slightly larger village just below Pieve di Cerreto, and listened to the first half of this concert. The soloists had amazing voices — much better than the opera we saw on Sunday, though maybe it was just a better setting for this: a smaller space, much less traffic, and no cicadas.

Paoletta Marrocu

Boris Statsenko — from Chelyabinsk! Now I kind of wish we’d stayed until the end so I could have talked to him…

Albert Jelmoni

Antonio De Gobbi

Very intimate and sweet.

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