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Wild greens and maccheroni alla chitarra…

When asked if I’d like to contribute a family recipe from Abruzzo to a charity cookbook, my first answer was, of course! That it will be helping save the dwindling population of Marsican brown bears in Abruzzo – wonderful! And that my recipe will be alongside those the likes of Niko Romito, a 3x Michelin star chef, Vincenzo’s Plate and food journalist, Rachel Roddy of the Guardian, I suddenly quaked. Ma dai! Really?! 👀

After some thought, the recipe I couldn’t go past is, Maccheroni alla chitarra with wild greens. I’ve known this dish from when I was a little girl, have cooked and eaten it in both Italy and Australia and it has ties to my Abruzzo ancestry going back more than 600 years. It’s also a lovely connection to Bisnonna Maddalena and Nonno Anni recalling her foraging for wild greens on hillsides around Fossa and carrying them in her apron back to the kitchen. (‘Maccheroni’ is the original Abruzzese name used for this dish, while in Italy’s north where maccheroni is a short pasta, it’s called ‘spaghetti alla chitarra’.)

Pictured for the cookbook is my chitarra – made of beechwood and strung with steel wires, which are ‘tuned’ like a guitar. A sheet of fresh pasta is laid across the wires and pressed through with a rolling pin. One side creates thin strands with a square profile, the other side, wider strands, like fettucine, as I’ve made here. In the little vases (old inkpots!) are some edible greens I picked – yes, I went foraging in the backyard, not quite the Abruzzo hillsides but I was amazed how much it yielded (and I double-checked they were safe to eat – dandelion leaves, cobbler’s pegs, purslane among them).

The napkin I chose is one Nanna Francesca brought me back from Italy many years ago and the fork is from a cutlery set bought in L’Aquila in 1970 by a Fossa relative, Pierina who gave it my parents who passed it down to me. Once you start delving into it, it’s incredible how much history can end up in sitting down to a bowl of pasta! 💚🍝 xxx

* An Abruzzo invention, the ‘chitarra’ dates back to at least the 1800s, its ancestor being a rolling pin with notches in it that cut the pasta into the wider strands. (Chitarra may be found in many shops, markets and online.) Will keep you posted when the cookbook is available. 😊

Salviamo l’Orso – save the Marsican brown bear

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Pallotte cacio e ova (dialect) polpette of cheese and eggs…

Recently, my cousin, Carlo (on Granny Maddalena’s side), who lives in Italy, revisited the area of our ancestors in Abruzzo and sent me these photos of pallotte cacio e ova that he’d cooked for the first time. His mother used to make this dish and our shared nonni in Abruzzo would make it too in times past.

I admit I’ve never cooked cheese polpette instead of the usual meatballs. In Australia, Nanna Francesca always cooked the meat ones. (As a little girl, I hated plunging my hands into a bowl of cold mince mixed with egg, breadcrumbs and parsley that together we’d mould into egg shapes – I’m so happy now though that she made me do this with her!)

Abruzzo’s pallotte cacio e ova no doubt came about to use up leftover bits of cheese and stale bread in the cucina povera tradition. Fried, then simmered in tomato sauce, the pallotte swell and absorb the sauce flavour to taste surprisingly like ‘real’ meatballs. I might have to try it, I think! Thank you to Carlo, for sending me these wonderful photos and allowing me to share them. It’s so great to see the carrying on of heritage in handed-down recipes.

I’ve much admiration for how all of our ancestors created inventive and delicious dishes from humble ingredients and didn’t waste anything. Yes, this mostly came from living in poverty but it’s taught me that no matter how much we have, never to throw away food, to try to find some way to use leftovers. Scraps could feed animals and if there was food past its day, the nonni buried it to ‘go back into the earth’ as fertiliser.

In turn, this dish also reflects the land and what was available. Bread from milled grain or corn grown in the fields, eggs from household chickens or bartered, pecorino cheese due to Abruzzo’s many sheep flocks. Carlo said he decided to use parmigiano as well as pecorino, as the latter can be quite salty. This is fitting, I think, since he also has ancestry from Emilia Romagna. It seems it’s always there with us, this history of our ancestors, especially in food and I’m so pleased it continues. ❤️ Zoë xx

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la magia della zuppa… ✨

In recent weeks, I’ve had some unexpected serious health news with a bit of a cancer scare. It’s all happened quite swiftly and following numerous tests, I’ve had abdominal surgery, been in hospital and am now back at home in what I’m told will be a six-week recovery. I’m extremely relieved and grateful to say that it was caught in time, I am in the clear and recovering well so far.

It’s been a week now since I’ve been home and I got a strong feeling that some of Granny Maddalena’s, brodo di gallina or minestrone was needed – those magical, healing soups of many nonnas! I’m not yet able to cook as I’m still shuffling about and can’t lift anything very heavy so Roger was up to the task. He even went to the shop with the list of ingredients I gave him that included things like… ‘the best, freshest-looking greens in season that you find’ (which happened to be some lovely, tender cavolo nero – perfect).

What started as a brodo di gallina became a pot of minestrone with about a dozen ingredients. Roger was a very good kitchenhand 😘 and chopped them all up but then I couldn’t help myself and oversaw the cooking. It was the first time I’ve been back near the stove in quite a while and it felt so wonderful to have a quick stir of the pot again 😉 (and eating minestrone did feel very restorative too)!

While it’s been a bit of a frightening and tricky time of late, I’m feeling so thankful it wasn’t worse and that I had such a wonderful surgeon and oncologist. By chance, her mother is from a mountain village in Lazio that just happens to border with Abruzzo. Must’ve been a good omen! 💛 Zoë xx

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Mezza Italiana released in the US!

Mezza Italiana has been released in paperback in the US! With many thanks to HarperCollins 360, Mezza is now available at US bookstores, online or to order in.

So lovely and incredible to think this book that was first written on a kitchen table in Italy has made its way across another ocean! Thank you for embracing it!

Tante belle cose, Zoë xx

 

 

 

 

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Pasta alla chitarra…

Making pasta alla chitarra just as my Abruzzese great-grandmother, Maddalena used to make. The shoebox-sized wooden box strung with steel wires must be ‘tuned’ like a guitar (chitarra). A sheet of pasta is laid over the strings and pressed through with a rolling pin, slicing it into strips. And the pasta sauce is like the ‘gravy’ Nanna Francesca cooked (with a few extra greens I added!)

I certainly don’t use the chitarra too often unless I have a few hours to spare but it was lovely to make this and remember my grandmothers. I like how in a way cooking can bring together different generations, even after some are long gone, as only handed-down recipes can do.

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