Sicily: These are a few of my favorite things…
A basket of small pears.. Purple cauliflower next to chicory and a pink graffiti’d wall…
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Sicily: Same and Different
This September’s program in Sicily was our first in two years, and in many ways we were unsure about what we would find. We were pleasantly surprised to see how Fabrizia Lanza is tending her mother, Anna Tasca Lanza’s exquisite garden and cooking school. This was the first trip since …
Catania, Sicily: An Endangered Market, Alive and Well.. for Now
The Fontana di Amenano, built by sculptor Tito Angelini in 1867, owes its name to the underground river it takes its water from. The jet that causes the water to cascade is nicknamed “the fountain of the blanket-like water.” From here, one descends beyond the veil, down the stairs, into …
Sicily: Beach Club Bingo
Twenty minutes from downtown Modica is a golden beach with sand as fine as flour. The Mediterranean sea lapped warm and shallow close to the boardwalk where I was met with open arms by my old friend, Innocenzo Pluchino, entrepreneur and chocolatier, who was once just a curious young Sicilian …
A Poem, Under Anna’s Palm
Here in a Sicilian courtyard, under a palm we speak of times past with Anna in the garden and her beloved forgotten fruits the sorb apple, quince and mulberry we bloody our hands with juice and pick less forgotten figs high up in the tree we are surrounded by 1000 …
Breakfast Bruschetta.
Every food has a story. This morning I saw the bread from yesterday and wanted toast. I thought, “this isn’t just any toast. This is Maorizio’s rustic loaf perfect for bruschetta”. I don’t usually eat bruschetta for breakfast, but a flat of my good friend Michael’s heirloom tomatoes were staring …
Cool Cucumber Summer Soup from The House of Dreams.
I heard the cicada’s sing in the tall cottonwood trees, midday today. For them the conditions were delightful. It was a sign. There are cucumbers in the garden, as well as scallion and dill, perfect for a cool summer evening soup. It would be refreshing and fit the sunset hour. I thought, if it’s hot enough for them to sing, it’s hot enough for us to eat cool cucumber soup.
Off the beaten path in Amalfi making Pasticciotto Napoletano!
In Amalfi, we found ourselves off the beaten path and in the kitchen of a dear friend’s mother, who taught us to make a traditional Pasticciotto Napoletano,
A Letter from Spain, via Chef Kim Schiffer.
Cherries. Ripe cherries, screaming to be picked and eaten right there on our hike; so beautiful and iridescently rose-y with the sunlight shining through them. Who knew we would fine this unexpected gift?! We were high in the Sierra Nevada mountains of Andalucia, in the midst a cooking adventure at …
Ventotene… No wind? I dare say, it’s where the wind comes from.
Our first morning sail took us around to the south side of Procida, to see the panoramic pastel houses that grace the island, all bunched together like a bee colony.