Late summer has been stirring Italian memories in me (which is ironic, considering I was actually there in the fall). But when I muse about the golden hues of August’s final days, I can’t help but associate them with the colors of Italian imagery: sunlight in piazzas, warm focaccia with rich olive oil, yellow stones [...]
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I’m not really sure what I was thinking when I planned out my meals this week. It’s summer, and my apartment is always hot. Turning on both the stove and oven to roast vegetables and cook rice? Intelligent. Last night, I walked in to walls that seemed to be sweating and immediately abandoned my dinner plans [...] I was first introduced to ratatouille when I was thirteen years old. My sister and I were visiting our grandparents in Florida, and they treated us to an elegant meal at Brooks Restaurant. As an amuse bouche to each and every diner, the chefs provided a small, colorful cup of mysteriously marinated vegetables. At that [...] |
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