You know you’re Italian if you grew up eating broccoli rabe and beans. We ate it as a soupy dish and dunked bread in the bowl. Any liquid that was left, we slurped. Oh, yes we did. We also ate it as a side dish (usually with sausage) and, of course, we ate it with pasta!
Broccoli rabe and beans (cannellini or garbanzo a/k/a chick peas, ceci beans) are a perfect marriage. But, like any wedding party, they need some loving attendants to walk them up the aisle: garlic, chicken broth, olive oil, onion or leeks, carrot, tomato. Continue Reading
I associate compote with my maternal grandmother. It’s not that I have a specific recollection of her making it for me…but, somehow, when I think of compote I think of her, so there must be a connection somwewhere in the recesses of my childhood memories.
I think she would approve of my recipe. Continue Reading
I like beans as well as the next person, but I’m not particularly fond of a plain scoop of beans. No, no! While I try to incorporate them into meals on a regular basis because they are purportedly a good source of protein, they’ve got to be slow-cooked, dressed, sauced, tossed, or otherwise treated to be worthy of a place on my plate. Continue Reading