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Cappelletti! Typical pasta from Emilia-Romagna, my home-region. In my family we used to make them all together for Christmas and cook them in broth, which is also the way I prefer to eat them! I need to learn how to make them in my own... Maybe it could be one of my new year resolutions!
This is the kind of recipe that uses what's left in the pantry at the end of the week to create a tasty dish. Most Italian kitchens have all these ingredients always at hand: olive oil, olives, garlic, capers, anchovies and tomatoes... There are many theories on the origins of the name of the dish, but as I remember, it's just a frugal way to make do with what is available! Global Cuisine
There is a region in bavaria called the Allgäu. It is famous for the beautifull Alps, for fairy tail castles from our former king ludwig the 2nd and of course for Kässpätzle. It´s a kind of handmade pasta with flavourfull Cheese and fried onions, absolutly delicious.
My Sumission to the Global Cuisine challenge
(FAVE MEMORY) Toasted ravioli was the food of my childhood. A St. Louis tradition, I had no idea it was an unusual food until I traveled outside of Missouri and saw the puzzled look on peoples' faces when I mentioned toasted ravioli. I remember my aunt always serving them for my cousin's birthday parties, cook outs, and other events, and all of my cousins and I gathering around the table to dip them in marinara sauce and greedily eat them. My mother used to heat them in the oven for me when I had a late night and needed a quick dinner, and they would always accompany dinner on homemade pizza night. There are many ways to do toasted ravioli - with beef, cheese, vegetables, or even mushrooms - and they are all special and tasty in their own way. Toasted ravioli will always remind me of my home, St. Louis, and all of its quirky food traditions.
Another childhood favourite. For the longest time this was the only way I would eat fish. Everyone in my family has a can of tuna and some cream stashed away for food emergencies. What I like most is that everyone makes it slightly different. My aunt whisks an egg into the cream. My dad adds parmesan. I like adding red pesto. My mom adds thyme and sage. It always tastes a bit different but it's always good.
Fave Memory : We traveled to Tuscany in the summer of 2013. During our stay at a rural villa, we celebrated my youngest son's first birthday. My oldest son and I took a cooking class with the owner of the villa. Together, we chopped vegetables, browned beef, and simmered a rich Tuscan ragu sauce with red wine. As the flavors of the simmering sauce wafted up from the stove, our host cracked fresh eggs from her own hens to work into piles of super soft 00 flour. The dough stuck to our fingers as we formed nests of fresh tagliatelle noodles and assembled little pillows of spinach ravioli. We ate our family feast al fresco under the warm Italian sunshine, celebrating our youngest, devouring the rich tomato sauce with hints of sweet carrot and savory celery, twirling and slurping tender al dente noodles, and sipping incredible local red wine. As we neared the end of this amazing meal, our host appeared bearing an enormous homemade cheesecake slathered with strawberry jam. She wanted to contribute to our family celebration, so she baked this cheesecake before even meeting us. That day, we not only made our own Tuscan feast, but we also made a friend. Claudia, we will remember you always!
My mum used to make spaghetti with whatever we had in the fridge and they always were delicious. These what-we-will-find-noodles get some fresh herbs from the garden, some good olive oil, roasted nuts and parmesan - and then some olives or capers, fresh tomatoe cubes, panfried courgettes or aubergines in summer and julienned carrots, ovenbaked pumpkin slices or small grilled mushrooms when autum begins. All that tossed together and served as a steaming bowl full of surprises (like my mum is). Comfort food, carbohydrates, love with a side salad.
One of my favorite food memories is the day when my family got together to make bunch of mandu--dumplings!
My mom would prepare enough ingredients to make about one hundred dumplings and it would take us the whole day to make the mandu.
We'd all gather around a table and talk about what happened at school, work--in life.
We still have this tradition to this day and I look forward to visiting my mom to make mandu together with her and the rest of my family :)
Fave Memory - When I was a child and I used to have lunch with my grandparents it was always a joyful day.
Every Sunday the family met all together. Before starting to eat my grandpa used to take a handful of cheese and let it fall on the dish of pasta, saying “it’s snowing!!!” A thin white layer appeared, and it started to melt due to the heat, just like snow. He used to repeat it every time, and every time I was enchanted by those flakes falling down softly.