A year ago, I asked for a madeleine pan for Christmas.
When I asked for it, I knew it was an unnecessary specialty kitchen item that I would probably use about twice before burying it in the cabinet. I wanted one anyway, because the adorable pictures of madeleines that were popping up in my social media were filling my head with thoughts of what my life could be like with a madeleine pan. I could make matcha madeleines! Chocolate madeleines! Pink strawberry madeleines dipped in white chocolate! You get the thought process. Continue reading “Gingerbread Madeleines”→
If “America runs on Dunkin”, Italy runs on tea cookies. A common breakfast is a few plain, crunchy cookies with a shot of espresso or maybe a cup of tea. In my house, the breakfast cookie of choice is the “S” cookie you can find just about anywhere now, even in CVS. Given you know it’s time to change when your “Italian” breakfast cookie is available in CVS, I decided to make some real Italian breakfast cookies for my mom, sans yellow dyes 5 and 6. Continue reading “Crumiri di Casale”→
On an expedition to Pizzeria Beddia, a pizza place in Fishtown (Philly) where there is one obsessive guy making only 40 exclusive pies a night, after a friend and I were told to come back three hours after we ordered, we wandered the neighborhood a bit and found an adorable teeny grocery store called Green Aisle Grocery. There, I fell in love with some bright green pistachio butter that I just had to buy, as my head immediately filled with images of bright green dollops adorning my morning oatmeal and topping my toast. Continue reading “Pistachio Snacking Cake”→
I never thought I’d say it, but I’m tired of eating figs. There’s a rather anemic tree in my neighborhood in Sicily that invests all of its energy into pumping out extremely sweet, juicy, and perishable figs, and our fridge is full of them. Due to the fact that my siblings don’t like figs, my 86-year-old nonna and I are tasked with consuming them.
Most of a bag of Garofalo pasta (calamarata), the end of a bag of lentils, about 1/4 cup of wheat berries, 1/3 bag of cornmeal, some vinegar, a little sugar, too many rolled oats, and half a bag of cocoa nibs. That’s what my pantry looks like right now, and as much as possible must go before the end of the week, when I move out for the summer. Continue reading “Breakfast Polenta with Balsamic Strawberries”→