Showing posts with label staying in. Show all posts
Showing posts with label staying in. Show all posts

Thursday, March 3, 2011

what i miss #6

you know you're going to miss a place when "buona notte" comes out primarily more naturally than "goodnight."and to a non-italian friend....


...it's good to have everyone coming back to Colorno from their stages :) one week is not enough. 

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

UNISG Internships

"you can develop taste, but passion is certainly a genetic thing, like a good ear for music." Judith Jones

Not only have I loved my experience during my stage so far, I love being in Colorno with my friends/other students who are doing their own independent studies and get to learn what they are experiencing. 

Arina for example, is studying the "obscure" left-over/less popular meats like brain, liver, tripe, and pork skin for example. Not only has she been cooking and eating with nonnas and Italians all over the boot, she made a delicious chicken liver pate the other day. (liver is apparently, according to Massimo Bottura, very good for the health of women). and yes, it was very good. 


 Brittany is exploring birra artigianale -  artisinal Italian breweries and brought over a P.i.L.S beer from Pausa Cafe in Torino. I believe it is a brewery inside a jail where prisoners can learn a course on brewing beer. Not only is it a good cause, it's full of floral hops and bright gold in colour. deliciously sinful.

Poppi also went with Brittany to Piemonte to discover the legal world of Robiola di Roccaverano. She brought back cheese that was made 4 days earlier (four days!) as well as an aged Robiola. The fresh cheese was moist and melted in your mouth, not too sticky like some goat cheeses. The mature cheese was full of flavour and relentlessly irresistible to eat. 

"I am not a glutton - I am an explorer of food"
— Erma Bombeck

Sunday, January 9, 2011

The Last Weekend.

Before we left for winter holidays, 18 of us rented a house in Piemonte and spent the last weekend there together. Along tiny winding roads in the dark, with the Pole Star and an old fashioned map to guide us (GPS what?) with instructions that noted "keep going up is always the correct way" we finally made it to this gorgeous house on top of a hill. Everyone brought all their leftover food and I think all we did was cook and eat. Very appropriate for ending our UNISG year. 
 We played football until we ran out of breath (3 minutes later), 
  took a walk until we saw the snow covered Alps in the distance, 
 tried unsuccessfully to visit a Robiola di Roccaverano DOP cheese maker, ate snow, 
laughed, cried, smoked out the pizza oven, 
 ate some more (just some of the food that was brought), cooked some more, 
 ate Polly's Pancakes from NH (hello, Erns), made bread, 
 my bread was incredibly edible, 
 played cards and solitaire,
 ate some more,
 drank Piemonte wine and Irish coffees, 

 "Only Irish coffee provides in a single glass all four essential food groups: alcohol, caffeine, sugar and fat."— Alex Levine
 danced, reminisced, played dj,
  wrote Tuscany reports, tried not to get shot by hunters,
 ate, drank and laughed all weekend.
xoxox

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

The First Snow of the Winter and an Apres-Ski Party.


Snow came to Colorno on the 1st of December. We started with snow in Colorno, and are ending with snow. It was not enough to cancel classes like on the first day. As we crossed the bridge to class, we found the Christmas tree being put up in Piazza Garibaldi. It was a little skimpy, making me feel cold just looking at the bare, naked trunk that barely supported the evergreen branches, but festive Colorno made me happy. 
 Being stuck inside later that night staring out in the blanketing white snow, the winter weather inspired us to divert our attention away from our barely concentrated year's end homework assignments and plan a Apres-ski Party. We had cocktail class in the afternoon (rough life) and a free day for some Italian holiday the next day (really rough life) so it was perfect to plan a themed party! 
snow fell from the sky
With some construction paper, scissors, tape, a visit to the euro store and a bag full of leftover toilet paper rolls, our creativity really shone. I like to think we transformed our little apartment into a winter wonderland  where even Anton from Tyrol would be impressed. 
snow flakes frosted the windows 
what's green and goes down a hill?
santa even popped in for a visit.
toilet roll holders are a waste of an invention.
for some reason we kept a bag full of empty rolls.
for some reason we must've known they'd be put to use.

dinky wreath.
yes those are chocolate coin wrappers
gluwine. mulled wine.
we even had a christmas tree!
the boys. 
Themed costumes were recommended. Decked out in winter clothes, despite the cold December night air, the windows were opened to cool us off.
Asher won the prize for best costume.
and best dj.
hostess with the mostess.
we even had Apres-ski dance moves:
moguls! downhill! jump! cross-country!

And the dancing started immediately and lasted into the night...until the neighbours pretended to call the police. ugh! they are noisy all the time morning into night!

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Bug: I'm in the Mother F*ing House.

Christian called it a cimicidae, which translates to a bedbug, which I disagree with. Samara called it a shield bug, which I think it could be, and could also mean stink bug. gross.

Despite the window screens being constantly closed, these little critters somehow make their way into our apartment. They're everywhere: in the stairwell, on the floor, fluttering about the lights. They squeal if you hit the screen they are clinging on to and then fly away. They are crunchy (and juicy) if they are stepped on. And they are stupid. I took this video of one who landed on his back and couldn't get up. Amusing for us, maybe not for him. He should learn to stay outside.



i have no idea how they get into the house.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

"You tasted it. Isn’t that enough? Of what do you ever get more than a taste? That’s all we’re given in life, that’s all we’re given of life. A taste. There is no more." The Dying Animal, Philip Roth


On the last day of my trip around NW Italy with John & Sheelagh in September, we had lunch in Lecco. After a week of my parents insisting that I translate and communicate in Italian for them, knowing fully aware that I can speak as much Italian as they can and most, if not all of the Italians we interacted with spoke perfectly comprehensible levels of English, my dad asked me one last time to help with the bill. Luckily enough for me though, sitting on the counter by the register were bottles of Ferran Adria's new beer. Luckily enough for me, my dad was standing right next to me paying the bill. 




The famous chef of Spain's El Bulli and Barcelona's Estrella Damm collaborated to create Estrella Damm Inedit. I had heard about it but had never seen it for sale so I guarded the 12euro bottle until it was the right time to enjoy it. It has been sitting in the fridge since September as I had promised to share it with beer-loving Jules. Perfectly chilled, he poured it into wine glasses, obliviously obliging to the instructions. It could easily have been an subconscious act as the bottle itself looks like a wine bottle: sleek, black glass with a long neck topped with a beer bottle cap. Typical for artisinal beers. 

It wasn't bitter at all, but danced to melodic fruity tones. The amber colour matched the orange notes just as the frothy foam matched Ferran Adria's legendary technique. Easily drinkable, it made me long for hot summer nights, rather than the hint of winter that fall was harvesting upon us. 

Monday, August 23, 2010

"I like a cook who smiles out loud when he tastes his own work. Let God worry about your modesty; I want to see your enthusiasm." — Robert Farrar Capon

locally caught that day.
i'm quite handy with a hammer.
sheep culling check. we were supposed to see the cows being milked. we were supposed to see some bee hives in action - suits and all. we were supposed to chat with a guy who has an oyster farm. we were supposed to go out on the boat around horn head to catch some lobster and crab. 

it's good to know the locals in a small town where everyone knows everyone. 

however, we didn't do any of the above. luckily though, the fisherman had gone out that morning before the rain and had caught some lobster and crab which he cooked and shared. so, we had a feast. check.
 dilled courgette soup. just caught atlantic sea lobster and crab. melted kerry gold butter with tonsa herbs for dipping. buttload of organic garden vegetable salad. fluffy-floury irish potatoes from the farmer's market with capers and lil' red wine vinegar. 

Sunday, August 15, 2010

it's funny that something as simple as a just-hatched lightly poached egg could make one so happy.

throw in:
a salad of completely organic and picked from the vine/dirt into my hands veggies from the garden just up the hill
a beautiful sky of pinks and blues setting over the ocean in front of me
a table set for one (actually made me smile)
and the iPod on shuffle keeping me company.

the tender skins split after the first ripened tomatoes off the vine were picked as the juices were ready to burst. so soft. i literally couldn't wait to bite into. 
happy.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

“A cookbook should reflect the personality of the author along with his or her kitchen technique. Some cookbooks are put together like paper dolls. There is no feeling of humanness in them. I write about things I like and the way I like them.” - James Beard.

I love to cook. I love to entertain. Cooking can not only be creative, but therapeutic. Reading through cookbooks and recipes online often fill my mornings in bed, reinventing dishes frequently take up my afternoons. Yet, despite the amount of cooking I've done, I haven't sat down at the table to eat once. This morning for example, I brought my laptop into the kitchen while the plumber was fixing the water tank in the attic. I had taken my baked eggs out of the oven, not really even that hungry - I just wanted to use up the tasty leftovers - nor did I want to eat in front of my guests, so I left the cooked `dish by the stove and sat at the table. I literally got up from the table, went over to the stove, took a couple bites standing up, then went back to sit at the table. Being alone sometimes means eating in front of the tv on the couch, standing up in the kitchen, not even using plates (less washing), and it's easy to open the fridge and nibble on something, close the door, and go back to whatever.

I realized that most of my posts recently have been about cooking and sharing recipes. And I guess, being on my own, writing about them is the best way to share my meals with someone. Even if "someone" is cyberspace.

As much as I love to peruse recipes and the whole performance of cooking, and since I'm sharing meals with anyone who's not actually present but myself, I've decided that I should sit down at the table, set it for one, and enjoy my home cooked meal without the tv (it's barely on anyways, but seems like something people would have on when alone - I prefer my iPod - singing outloud? maayybbee), without the computer, and just pouring over the beautiful scene in front of me: the purpled heather covered Horn Head, the golfers who are constantly on the golf course from the moment I wake up until it gets dark, the trail of horseback riders cantering along the top of the sand dunes, the ever changing blue hues of the sea, the summer camp or the local team playing on the futbol pitch, the thicket of colourful flowers climbing up the hill and over the stone wall, and especially the lovely weeds and shrubs coming up through the gravel patio that separate me and all the described above....that I need to pull up....

Cheers

anyways, i enjoy it. and hope you do too. 


How to Eat Alone - Daniel Halpern



While it's still light out
set the table for one:
a red linen tablecloth,
one white plate, a bowl
for the salad
and the proper silverware.
Take out a three-pound leg of lamb,
rub it with salt, pepper and cumin,
then push in two cloves
of garlic splinters.
Place it in a 325-degree oven
and set the timer for an hour.
Put freshly cut vegetables
into a pot with some herbs
and the crudest olive oil
you can fine.
Heat on a low flame.
Clean the salad.
Be sure the dressing is made
with fresh dill, mustard
and the juice of hard lemons.

Open a bottle of good late harvest zinfandel
and let it breathe on the table.
Pour yourself a glass
of cold California chardonnay
and go to your study and read.
As the story unfolds
you will smell the lamb
and the vegetables.
This is the best part of the evening:
the food cooking, the armchair,
the book and bright flavor
of the chilled wine.
When the timer goes off
toss the salad
and prepare the vegetables
and the lamb.  Bring them out
to the table.  Light the candles
and pour the red wine
into your glass.
Before you begin to eat,
raise your glass in honor
of yourself.
The company is the best you'll ever have.

Friday, August 6, 2010

Warm Salad of Garlicky Tenderstem Broccoli, Tomato, Capers, and Avocado.

Centra's in town is a chain, but they have great deals. Living off a poor student's budget, I love a good deal. So, given they day's limited produce selection, I chose two packets of Tenderstem Broccoli - not only because they were any 2 for 3 euro, but the sticker also declared "New Season Irish." perfect. Tenderstem broccoli looks a little bit like broccoli rabe, but it's not bitter. it's sweet, but rather mild, with a crunch like asparagus. a deliciously nutritious dark green veg.

150g Tenderstem Broccoli (from Ireland)
5 cloves of garlic, thinly sliced (from China)
glug of Extra Virgin Olive Oil (from "packed in Spain for Sainsbury's")
8 cherry tomatoes (from Holland)
1 small red onion, thinly half-mooned sliced (from UK)
4 spoonfuls of capers (from Spain)
1/2 an avocado (no label)
spalsh of Balsamic Vinegar  (from Italy)
dried red chili pods, to taste (organic, from Austria)

ok, so at least the main ingredient is "local"...

heat the oven to 200C. add the tenderstem broccoli and garlic to an oven-proof pan and coat gently with the extra virgin olive oil. cover with tin foil and roast for about 15 minutes. add the tomatoes to the pan and cook for another 7 minutes, until the tomatoes look like they are about to burst at the touch - it's ok if the skins break, the juices will add to the dressing. remove from the oven and add the capers, red onion and avocado and dress with balsamic vinegar. season with salt and freshly ground pepper and sprinkle the chili peppers on top. mix well.


the balsamic, broccoli and tomatoes add a pleasant, almost surprising sweetness, the raw red onions a crunch, the capers a bit of saltiness, the avocado a creamy mouthful texture, and the chili's of course a fire-raging house party in the mouth.

according to the website (yes the vegetable has it's own website...):

Vitamins & Minerals
Tenderstem® broccoli is very high in vitamin C and folate, a combination which is valuable in the treatment of anemia and fatigue. It is also high in vitamin A and potassium and is a good source of iron, vitamin B6 and Calcium.
Glucosinolates 
Tenderstem® broccoli is an excellent source of glucosinolates which are known to help in the prevention of certain cancers and it contains up to 45% more glucosinolates than the most common broccoli (marathon).
Phytonutrients
Tenderstem® broccoli is a great source of phytonutrients such as betacarotene and lutein and contains the natural phytoestrogen lignan.

My First Fire.

Even when it's August, the height of summer, it is always appropriate, and necessary, to have a warm fire going in Ireland. Nothing is cozier. I was a little nervous making one for the first time, but it was easier than I thought! A heapful of coals, a couple rolled newspaper twists, buried fire starters and a block of peat to top it off. oh, and the smell, just fantastic. I am well thrilled with myself :-o

now i just have to figure out how to get a new bag of coal from town and up the steep drive way...

Sunday, May 23, 2010

dumpster diving in my fridge. again.

we're leaving for our second study trip tomorrow....to crete! this not only means a week in beautiful, sunny greece learning lots about the culture and eating tons of delicious food (emphasis on sun and food, oh, and beautiful and culture too) but it means time to clean out the fridge. here are some "recipes" i threw together with what i had, trying to be healthy, seasonal, creative, and tasty. i guess the point is: don't waste food.

Thursday.
Creamy Tomato Gorgonzola Soup

what i had/used:
extra virgin olive oil
a carton of cherry tomatoes
4 medium size tomatoes, off the vine, cut into quarters
half a red onion, cut into large chunks
4 cloves of garlic
2 carrots, peeled, chopped
1 white onion, finely sliced
2 tins of tomato
whole peperoncinos, sprinkled by hand (and hands immediately washed afterwards b/c yes, you will rub your eyes and yes, it burns a lot).
dried basil

what i bought:
gorgonzola.

what i did:
turn the oven on high and put the cherry tomatoes and larger tomatoes with the halved red onion and garlic into an oven proof pan. coat with extra virgin olive oil and season with salt and pepper. cook until tender, about 20 minutes. meanwhile, in a large pot, heat a couple glugs of olive oil and add the white onion and carrot and cook until soft then add the two tins of tomato plus one tin of water (or i suppose broth if you have it) and simmer while the other tomatoes are cooking in the oven. when they are done, take them out of the oven, smash them a little (should be easy and squishable) and add them to the pot. stir it around a little and then blend until smooth with a handheld immersion blender (best thing ever). back on the stove, add the gorgonzola bit by bit until it is all melted evenly and is smoothly creamy. season to taste, add some dried basil, stir in some sprinkled peperoncinos, and poof! very easy soup.

No picture.

Friday
Springish Veggie Pasta.

what i had/used:
3 smallish courgettes, cut on an angle, 1/4inch thick
1 red onion, sliced into narrow strips
half a container of sliced mushrooms, snapped in half
spoonful of capers, drained
one medium sized tomato, cut into chunks
2 egg-pasta lasagne sheets cut into pappardelle sized noodles
fresh parsley.
parmesan

what i did: 
add the cut pasta sheets to a pot of salted boiling water and cook until al-dente - not very long. in a large pan, heat up a couple glugs of olive oil and add the onion and cook until soft. add the mushrooms until they absorb the oil and change that lovely shiny brown color. add the courgettes and cook until they soften but still have crunch enough that they aren't mushy. add the tomato. add the capers. season with salt and pepper. drain the pasta and add to the pot of veggies. throw in some fresh parsley leaves. mix all together. sprinkle with grated parmesan. yum. pretend that you tell yourself that you are only going to eat half because you have cleared out your fridge and will have nothing to eat the next day. eat it all.


Saturday
Green-Reminds-Me-of-Spring-Frittata


what i had/used:
6 eggs
parmesan
1 small red onion
3 cloves of garlic
fresh parsley

what i bought:
1 bunch of asparagus
1 packet of whole fava beans.

what i did:
start with boiling a pot of salted water. break off the asparagus where it snaps and take the fava beans out of the pods. while this is boiling, add the onion and garlic to a pan with olive oil and gently warm until they soften. then, add the asparagus to the boiling water and cook until bright green, about 3 minutes and then add the fava beans and cook for another minute. drain the asparagus and fava beans and add them back to the pot filled with cold water. then peel the fava beans and pop the little green bit right out. add them to the pan with the onion and garlic. then cut up the asparagus and add to the pan of vegs. while these are heating slowly together, whisk the eggs with some grated parmesan, milk (just b/c i won't have time to have my swimming pool mug of instant coffee in the morn) salt, pepper, hot paprika and fresh parsley in a bowl. add the egg mixture to the pan and i dont know, scrape it along the sides until the egg sets and is no longer runny in the middle. flip it over if you can. it's not the prettiest looking, and i've never cooked with fava beans before, but it tasted pretty ok and i know that i have half a frittata to eat on the way to the airport tomorrow.


it may seem like a lot of food that i had to use up, but we really do our shopping for our meals daily - buying just what we need or want to eat that night/day. of course you can't always eat that entire packet/bundle of produce by yourself at once and may not use it the next day so things add up. but we're good at not wasting food. and i am my mother's daughter - my mum is the queen of using up leftovers - or the freezer! the only problem is now....we come back next sunday and all the stores will be closed. stroopwaffles anyone?