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In un'altra vita ero sicuramente una montanara
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Still haven’t played Tears of the Kingdom but I got this Zelda commission to stay on theme! 👑⚔️
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#tumblr#italy#aesthetic#aesthetics#natale#mercatini#vin brulé#canederli#trentino#trento#italia#christmas#day off#Spotify
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Canederli dall'AltoAdige alla Sicilia
Canederli dall’AltoAdige alla Sicilia Canederli dall’AltoAdige alla Sicilia Lo scorso fine settimana siamo stati a Bolzano per un concerto a favore del telefono Azzurro, l’evento è stato organizzato dagli amici del coro “le pleiadi”. Oltre di averci allietato con la loro performance, ci hanno accompagnato a visitare Bolzano e ci hanno fatto assaggiare le specialità culinarie della zona. Visto che…
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my recess starts tomorrow and i don't go back to work until jan 9th 💕 i don't even know what i'm gonna do on my break i just want to do some laundry and finish playing ocarina of time
#also i want to go to the neighboring town for their christmas market and have some canederli in brodo again#bomb ass food its my favorite winter dish by far
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Alla Conad c'erano i prodotti al pistacchio in offerta e sono stata spinta via dal prendere niente ricordandomi che sabato prossimo parto per la montagna e, una volta su, tendo a mangiarmi il cibo, il tavolo, le sedie e pure i camerieri.
#e a bere pure la neve ma questo me lo sono ricordata da sola tirando dritto davanti al liquore al pistacchio#un saluto alla sarta della palestra che mi ha preso le misure prima del mio sbarco in montagna#e un saluto ai canederli che sto già pregustando#e al quantativo di pasta con i funghi corrispondente al quantitativo di pasta che mangio in un anno#givemeanorigami
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once again back in the mountains e quest’anno per la prima volta siamo da soli a casa, solo noi e il cane, senza amici, amiche, fidanzati o fidanzate. è tutto più quiet ma è anche tutto molto più semplice. semplice vorrei che fosse la parola chiave di quest’anno, watch me get un anno semplice.
#3.1.23#quanto mi sento bene quando scio aaaaa#e quanto è bello andare a spasso in paese in cerca di libri e canederli#e quanto è bello passare un’ora nella vasca da bagno senza un pensiero al mondo#forse dovrei trasferirmi#lotti talks
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la gonna a matita
Dice Vogue Italia che è tornata la gonna a matita, un classico di eleganza senza tempo, ma per indossare la gonna a matita ci vuole una donna a matita con i fianchi a matita, e chi li ha invece a viola d'amore dovrà in qualche modo procedere piuttosto speditamente alla matitizzazione della sua figura se non vorrà ritrovarsi tagliata fuori dal trend del momento (alla donna moderna è richiesto il cambio della silhouette con cadenza stagionale FW/SS, una stagione va la donna chiatta, quella dopo la donna piatta; "chiatta" si fa per dire, perché gli stilisti, per deformazione professionale, guardano alla donna essenzialmente come un'esile gruccia su cui appendere le loro striminzite taglie 38, perché gli costa la stoffa). A noi cultori delle culottes de cheval queste miserie fanno sorridere, noi sacerdoti del culto di Afrodite Callipigia e della Venere di Willendorf (che poi, a dispetto del nome altisonante, sembra essere stata realizzata nella zona dell'Alto Garda, specialità i canederli in brodo). La gonna a matita mi mette una mestizia, ma una mestizia, che per riprendermi dovrò disegnare per un mese solo donne cannone (e con le mani amore, per le mani ti prenderò, e senza dire parole nel mio cuore ti porterò).
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The Oxford Companion to Italian Food by Gillian Riley
Bella Italia! From dumplings to balsamic vinegar, The Oxford Companion to Italian Food by Gillian Riley covers Italy from top to toe.
The variety of Italian food is giddying. No other national cuisine incorporates dishes as diverse as the canederli (dumplings) of the mountainous Trentino region and the couscous of western Sicily, or the wine-infused brasato (pot roast) of Piedmont and the balsamic vinegar of Modena, or the piadina (flatbread) of Romagna and the pane carasau (something like a poppadom) of Sardinia. And despite all the talk of how traditional Italian food is, the great gastronomic mosaic that is Italy continues to shift as it has throughout history; novelties continue to appear: ciabatta was invented by a baking entrepreneur from near Rovigo in the early 1980s.
As if comprehending this cornucopia were not already a daunting enough challenge for the food lover, Italians have made the task even tougher by disseminating endless myths and misconceptions. Everywhere one goes, the people in one small town will swear blind that their salami, their cheese, their nougat is a distinct and altogether more delicious creation than the identical version available across the valley. Then of course there is the peninsula's babel of dialects. There are few uniform terms for even the simplest things. A "World Directory of Pasta Shapes and Names" recently compiled by Italian manufacturers lists 142 different labels for types of pasta - and that's just the ones beginning with C.
For all of these reasons, anyone setting out to write an encyclopedic guide to the thousand cuisines of Italy needs to be brave, brilliant, learned and almost certainly a little unhinged. To judge by her marvellous Oxford Companion to Italian Food, Gillian Riley is all of these things.
Her book is a grand buffet of curious delights. Riley writes to entertain as well as to inform, and never holds back when there is a choice anecdote to relate. We are told how to create a table-top rocket by applying a match to the rolled wrapper of an amaretto biscuit, and how the fettuccine Alfredo that appear on every Italian restaurant menu in the US were invented to charm Douglas Fairbanks and Mary Pickford on their Roman honeymoon.
Understandably, there are also times when Riley seems to get lost in her own erudition. The notion of tipicità, literally "typicality", is fundamental to the way Italians think about their food: it means the way a dish typifies or embodies its place of origin. Riley uses it, in Italian, without explanation and without an entry of its own. She also refers constantly to the great cookery writers of earlier eras. Figures such as Platina, Scappi, Corrado and Artusi have fascinating stories of their own, and they are hugely important in the long history of Italian food. But repeated cross-referencing to these and other names will probably become tiresome for the uninitiated. The occasional entry, like the one on "Apician flavour", is plain baffling, giving the impression of the author muttering to herself. As someone who has spent years trying to get the measure of Italian cuisine, I can only sympathise.
Riley's prevailing tone echoes that of a highbrow tourist bible from an earlier era - a Baedeker or a Blue Guide. So when she writes on the Italian regions, for example, she tends to see the landscape, the legacy of ancient Greece and Rome, and the Renaissance. For my taste at least, The Oxford Companion to Italian Food cites far too many paintings by old masters - on no stronger grounds than that they portray some vegetable or other. Riley has written beautifully on food in art before, but her entry on "Artists" here amounts to an attempt to justify alluding to every artichoke and cauliflower in the Uffizi gallery. On more recent history and culture, Riley is often breezy and unconvincing. The "economic miracle", from 1958-63, is described as a "wave of easy living". Yet, for good and ill, the kind of historical forces that were at work during the miracle - mass migration, industrialism, urbanisation, modern transport, women's entry into the labour market - have shaped the way Italians eat in far more important and fascinating ways than have Virgil or Caravaggio.
The book is at its best when it distils the experience of countless cooks, and blends its learning skilfully with a mouth-watering sense of texture and flavour. Try the page on "Panzanella" for starters, followed by "Salmoriglio" and "Snail", and finished off with "Parmesan" and "Crumiri". Delicious. Riley is never reluctant to express a personal opinion, or intrusive when she does so. Her scepticism about the recent nostalgia for cucina povera ("poor cuisine") is sane and refreshing. She is also good at poking fun at how we garble the grammar of Italian eating. In Italy, nobody "drizzles" olive oil, or puts out a dish of it to dip bread in at the start of a meal.
The Oxford Companion to Italian Food may be eccentric at times, but it is essential browsing for the serious Italo-foodie.
🔴 Be warned: it will also make your copy of Jamie's Italy seem embarrassingly lightweight.
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agosto fin qui, tra posti e persone diverse, camminate in vetta a 2.517 m e poi festival transfemministi di provincia, canederli altoatesini e schiacciate toscane. grazie montagne, grazie torrente, grazie persone, grazie corpo, grazie caso per avermi posto in questo momento. che bello guardare da qui certe cose passate - che sollievo poter respirare dentro questo momento
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Went to the Christmas market and of course it was extremely full as it's only the second night but we had a great time!! I had a beer and my beloved canederli in brodo. The broth was so rich that I could forgive only getting 2 canederli for 10 euro. We laughed so much the whole time but ultimately it was too cold so we had to go home. Great night!
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