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Pasta scares me. Not cooking pasta. And certainly not eating pasta. But making pasta. Scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You’d think that after most of my life spent in Italy in the food world that I’d be flinging sheets of pasta right and left. But up until now the only thing I was flinging around was flour and water, and making a mess of it in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The thing is, pasta making takes technique. It’s not really something that you can read about in a book and ‘get’ the first time around. It helps to take lessons. I’m big on reading, and rarely sign up for classes about anything (the whole Bonci &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2011/01/making-pizza-dough-with-gabriele-bonci.html" target="_blank"&gt;pizza&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2011/01/bread-making-with-gabriele-bonci.html" target="_blank"&gt;bread&lt;/a&gt; thing was not the norm for me) And so even though I always thought about taking a pasta making class, plans never turned into reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Until I found myself with two free hours in &lt;a href="http://www.palazzomargherita.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Palazzo Margherita&lt;/a&gt; a couple of months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/il-becco-della-civetta-castelmezzano.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-3758199776714661151?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/3758199776714661151/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/il-becco-della-civetta-castelmezzano.html#comment-form" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/3758199776714661151?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/3758199776714661151?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/il-becco-della-civetta-castelmezzano.html" title="il becco della civetta, castelmezzano {basilicata}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WjkpS-fmDLo/T3lzoYS0wSI/AAAAAAAAFcU/qml8_4kSdz4/s72-c/IMG_7400.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMNQ3g4eCp7ImA9WhVVGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-325209745552906251</id><published>2012-05-14T07:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-14T07:48:12.630+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-14T07:48:12.630+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipe" /><title>swiss chard stalks {bake}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTocNBnyw8s/T6u3L3PnUlI/AAAAAAAAF8k/K3kjSO24tB0/s1600/IMG_9091.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTocNBnyw8s/T6u3L3PnUlI/AAAAAAAAF8k/K3kjSO24tB0/s640/IMG_9091.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Remember last week , when I used &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/naked-ravioli-gnudi-di-bietola.html" target="_blank"&gt; Swiss chard greens to make gnudi&lt;/a&gt;?   I promised that I’d be cooking up the Swiss chard stalks too, and sharing the recipe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Promise kept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For dinner last week I made a quick and easy casserole that not only managed to make good use of the rest of this two-for-one veggie, but also enabled me to use up odd bits of leftover cheese and a hunk of &lt;i&gt;capocollo&lt;/i&gt; our neighbor had given us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It was one of those days when all of the sudden I turned around and it was 8pm. Time for dinner, and too late to do any shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/swiss-chard-stalks-bake.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-325209745552906251?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/325209745552906251/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/swiss-chard-stalks-bake.html#comment-form" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/325209745552906251?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/325209745552906251?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/swiss-chard-stalks-bake.html" title="swiss chard stalks {bake}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTocNBnyw8s/T6u3L3PnUlI/AAAAAAAAF8k/K3kjSO24tB0/s72-c/IMG_9091.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IARnszfCp7ImA9WhVVFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-7169656265360884494</id><published>2012-05-10T09:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-10T09:39:07.584+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-10T09:39:07.584+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipe" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pasta" /><title>naked ravioli {gnudi di bietola}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Pioh6YghrA/T6oyvjZE0tI/AAAAAAAAF7o/WzpZCexrcaY/s1600/IMG_9035.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Pioh6YghrA/T6oyvjZE0tI/AAAAAAAAF7o/WzpZCexrcaY/s640/IMG_9035.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One thing I’ve learned about myself over the years is that I always buy too much food. This is especially true for the weekends we head up to &lt;a href="http://pergolaccio.com/" target="_blank"&gt;our house in Umbria&lt;/a&gt;. I end up loading the car with food here in Rome, then stopping in &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2009/12/truck-stop-mozzarella_02.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orte at the mozzarella store&lt;/a&gt;, and then again at the supermarket in Castel del&amp;#39;Aquila. All of this, plus the fact I have a full pantry and &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2011/11/cabbage-soup-from-garden.html" target="_blank"&gt;vegetable garden &lt;/a&gt;waiting for me in Todi means that come Sunday I’m toting back as much food - or more - as I arrived with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But I’ve learned. Lately I have put myself on a very strict regimen: bring nothing from Rome and only buy what is absolutely essential (milk, bread, mozzarella) on the way up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Then, once in Umbria, I forage. I make do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/dirty-sour-cherry-manhattan-cocktail.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-8760849726872286713?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/8760849726872286713/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/dirty-sour-cherry-manhattan-cocktail.html#comment-form" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/8760849726872286713?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/8760849726872286713?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/dirty-sour-cherry-manhattan-cocktail.html" title="dirty sour cherry manhattan {cocktail}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qpF5xtepugQ/T55NnRH6VGI/AAAAAAAAF2Y/SrwgEtyhgmo/s72-c/IMG_8886.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4GR3o-cSp7ImA9WhVVE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-5722647285380316826</id><published>2012-05-07T08:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-07T08:08:46.459+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-07T08:08:46.459+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipe" /><title>rabbit vignarola {artichokes + peas + fave}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMsHjZXCMK4/T554Jdq4NGI/AAAAAAAAF34/9j0DD-qExps/s1600/IMG_8866.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMsHjZXCMK4/T554Jdq4NGI/AAAAAAAAF34/9j0DD-qExps/s640/IMG_8866.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vignarola&lt;/i&gt; is one of my favorite Roman dishes. I have a feeling there are versions of a spring vegetable stew all over the world, but the Roman version - with peas, artichokes and fave beans - seems like it must be the best, right?  I guess one of the reasons I love it so much is that its season is so fleeting. Artichokes have been in season for a while, and but peas and fave beans are just hitting the farmer’s markets. The overlap between all three only lasts about a month, so I try to get as much in as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Even though &lt;i&gt;vignarola&lt;/i&gt; is a traditional Roman dish, it had fallen out of favor in restaurants until about ten years ago or so. I guess on the surface there is nothing particularly attractive, sexy or appealing about a pile of stewed vegetables. And in fact, I often get emails from people telling me that when they ordered this spring medley they were expecting something bright green, crisp and vibrant. Instead, when faced with the decidedly brownish green pile on their plates they were a bit dismayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/cesare-al-casaletto-rome.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-4540336986525383811?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/4540336986525383811/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/cesare-al-casaletto-rome.html#comment-form" title="20 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/4540336986525383811?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/4540336986525383811?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/cesare-al-casaletto-rome.html" title="cesare al casaletto {rome}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CbqCPDXOCZ8/T51X0GRl-UI/AAAAAAAAF0A/xl8xZAGBBZw/s72-c/IMG_8810.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEECSHs6fSp7ImA9WhVWGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-733252345838477438</id><published>2012-05-01T08:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-01T08:11:09.515+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-01T08:11:09.515+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="salad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipe" /><title>farro + mint {salad}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFyCh9MSSNY/T55JNujToOI/AAAAAAAAF1o/tlAbpQQlqLQ/s1600/IMG_8779.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFyCh9MSSNY/T55JNujToOI/AAAAAAAAF1o/tlAbpQQlqLQ/s640/IMG_8779.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Just in case you were unduly shocked by yesterday’s post on&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/lambs-head-gift.html" target="_blank"&gt; roasting a lamb’s head&lt;/a&gt;, today’s recipe is something totally, absolutely and 100% animal free. While I can easily get excited and inspired by a rarity like a lambs head, something as simple as a bunch of mint or a bright yellow lemon will get me going just as much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I&amp;#39;m also often inspired by friends&amp;#39; and colleagues&amp;#39; blogs. Like everyone else in the world when it comes to diving into &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2011/05/chocolate-ganache-custard-tart.html" target="_blank"&gt;the sweet end of things,&lt;/a&gt; I head to &lt;a href="http://www.davidlebovitz.com/" target="_blank"&gt;David Lebovitz&lt;/a&gt;. And when it comes to healthy, delicious dishes that taste bright and look fantastic I visit Heidi Swanson&amp;#39;s &lt;a href="http://www.101cookbooks.com/" target="_blank"&gt;101 cookbooks&lt;/a&gt;.  Some of my &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2011/03/miracle-bread-aka-oat-soda-bread.html" target="_blank"&gt;favorite recipes &lt;/a&gt;have come from her blog over the years. And even when I don’t end up cooking specific dishes, her general way of putting together a meal - and the bright, clean flavors that she uses - ends up informing my own recipes more often than I realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So the other day when I decided to make a farro salad for dinner it was definitely my inner Heidi that I was channeling. That and the bumper crop of mint on the terrace resulted in a minty, chewy, crunchy, lemony salad that was healthy, filling and delicious. (just like Heidi in other words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/farro-mint-salad.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-733252345838477438?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/733252345838477438/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/farro-mint-salad.html#comment-form" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/733252345838477438?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/733252345838477438?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/05/farro-mint-salad.html" title="farro + mint {salad}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFyCh9MSSNY/T55JNujToOI/AAAAAAAAF1o/tlAbpQQlqLQ/s72-c/IMG_8779.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUINQ30-eyp7ImA9WhVWF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-3867283503992171434</id><published>2012-04-30T07:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-30T10:13:12.353+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-30T10:13:12.353+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipe" /><title>lamb's head {a gift}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IrPOqIDDaA/T5gN4_1Ms3I/AAAAAAAAFy8/Takf51VmBpE/s1600/IMG_8618.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IrPOqIDDaA/T5gN4_1Ms3I/AAAAAAAAFy8/Takf51VmBpE/s640/IMG_8618.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’ve mentioned in the past that&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/01/borscht-via-melissa-clark.html" target="_blank"&gt; I really love getting gifts&lt;/a&gt;. Books, jewelry, scarves....it’s all good. But what&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2010/12/carbonara-eggs-as-christmas-gift.html" target="_blank"&gt; I really love to get is food.&lt;/a&gt; While a box of chocolates is nice, it’s always better when it’s something I don’t expect. And the best is when it’s something I’d almost never head out the door to buy myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Take, for instance, the lamb’s head I got last week as a gift. No. It didn’t come in a box with a ribbon. I was at the Farmer’s market and had just bought various cuts of lamb and chicken to see us through the next couple of weeks. It was a Sunday afternoon, and the market was due to close in an hour. Which is why, I guess, the farmer lady asked me if she could give me a lamb’s head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/lambs-head-gift.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-3867283503992171434?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/3867283503992171434/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/lambs-head-gift.html#comment-form" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/3867283503992171434?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/3867283503992171434?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/lambs-head-gift.html" title="lamb's head {a gift}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IrPOqIDDaA/T5gN4_1Ms3I/AAAAAAAAFy8/Takf51VmBpE/s72-c/IMG_8618.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYBSHo9eip7ImA9WhVWFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-1244311282822181519</id><published>2012-04-26T07:12:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-26T07:12:39.462+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-26T07:12:39.462+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rome" /><title>artichoke indulgence</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpqTBNHLE_g/T5e4ru7vfWI/AAAAAAAAFxc/kLTe4t8iOzs/s1600/IMG_7794.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpqTBNHLE_g/T5e4ru7vfWI/AAAAAAAAFxc/kLTe4t8iOzs/s640/IMG_7794.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you’re my friend on &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=544422547" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; or follow me on &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#%21/eminchilli" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;, then you know I’ve been indulging my inner artichoke lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Yes. I’m talking about artichoke porn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My daily dose of carciofyness - from me to you - via my Cannon or iPhone. I spend a lot of time in markets and restaurants  this time of year (ok, any time of year) and I find it physically impossible not to photograph, buy and/or eat any beauty I come across.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/artichoke-indulgence.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-1244311282822181519?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/1244311282822181519/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/artichoke-indulgence.html#comment-form" title="20 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/1244311282822181519?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/1244311282822181519?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/artichoke-indulgence.html" title="artichoke indulgence" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HpqTBNHLE_g/T5e4ru7vfWI/AAAAAAAAFxc/kLTe4t8iOzs/s72-c/IMG_7794.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkADSX86eSp7ImA9WhVWEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-6549588104926421103</id><published>2012-04-24T07:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-24T07:19:38.111+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-24T07:19:38.111+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipe" /><title>salama da sugo</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyBSmyYRHq4/T402rxxuFGI/AAAAAAAAFpA/KRzZzFuYxxs/s1600/IMG_8438.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyBSmyYRHq4/T402rxxuFGI/AAAAAAAAFpA/KRzZzFuYxxs/s640/IMG_8438.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You know how you can get obsessed about something? A song running through your head that won’t stop? Well, Domenico got a sausage stuck in his head two years ago, and it just wouldn’t go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When we were up at the last &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/salone-del-gusto-2012-food-trip-torino.html" target="_blank"&gt;Salone del Gusto,&lt;/a&gt; while I was busy at a beer tasting, &lt;a href="http://domenicominchilli.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Domenico&lt;/a&gt; was wandering around the &lt;i&gt;Mercato&lt;/i&gt;. He started chatting up one of the vendors from Ferrara and when I came out of my tasting he told me he was going to buy a &lt;i&gt;salama da sugo&lt;/i&gt;. Oddly, I’d never heard of this before, but I guess Domenico has been dreaming of it for years. Who knew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/salama-da-sugo.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-6549588104926421103?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/6549588104926421103/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/salama-da-sugo.html#comment-form" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/6549588104926421103?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/6549588104926421103?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/salama-da-sugo.html" title="salama da sugo" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyBSmyYRHq4/T402rxxuFGI/AAAAAAAAFpA/KRzZzFuYxxs/s72-c/IMG_8438.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUECQXwzcSp7ImA9WhVWEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-7881421931902297613</id><published>2012-04-23T07:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-23T07:07:40.289+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-23T07:07:40.289+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Slowfood" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="salone del gusto" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="torino" /><title>salone del gusto 2012 -  {food trip torino}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6EDWBLUfwU/T47OQWQxlUI/AAAAAAAAFqM/IUNdAW8CyVE/s1600/IMG_0244.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6EDWBLUfwU/T47OQWQxlUI/AAAAAAAAFqM/IUNdAW8CyVE/s640/IMG_0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slowfood.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Slow Food’s&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slowfood.com/international/food-for-thought/focus/129723/a-sneak-peek-at-salone-del-gusto-and-terra-madre-2012/q=3146DF" target="_blank"&gt;Salone del Gusto&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;is one of the major events of the food world. It takes place in Torino every two years and brings together over 900 food producers from 130 countries. During this amazing, delicious four-day event it’s possible to taste, learn about and buy foods not just from all over Italy, but from all over the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As incredibly delicious as this extravaganza is, it can also be a bit overwhelming. The fair covers over 65,000 square meters and includes over 300 workshops, dinners, tastings and conferences to choose from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But don’t worry: I’m an expert. I’ve been attending the &lt;i&gt;Salone&lt;/i&gt; since it was first held in 1996. I know exactly how to reserve the best workshops, how to head straight for the best producers and how and when to visit Salone to best avoid the crowds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/salone-del-gusto-2012-food-trip-torino.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-7881421931902297613?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/7881421931902297613/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/salone-del-gusto-2012-food-trip-torino.html#comment-form" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/7881421931902297613?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/7881421931902297613?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/salone-del-gusto-2012-food-trip-torino.html" title="salone del gusto 2012 -  {food trip torino}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6EDWBLUfwU/T47OQWQxlUI/AAAAAAAAFqM/IUNdAW8CyVE/s72-c/IMG_0244.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8MSH4_eyp7ImA9WhVWEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-7306350045409831138</id><published>2012-04-22T11:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-23T10:48:09.043+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-23T10:48:09.043+02:00</app:edited><title>dies natalis {pantheon in rome}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6DX_-xC4PNM/T5PEehjrthI/AAAAAAAAFsY/FJ9rC7AD6FI/s1600/IMG_8500.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6DX_-xC4PNM/T5PEehjrthI/AAAAAAAAFsY/FJ9rC7AD6FI/s640/IMG_8500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Yesterday was Rome’s birthday. While the mega concert on Via dei Fori Imperiali and the fireworks above the Campidoglio were hard to miss, there was is one tradition - a few thousand years older - that was a bit more subtle, but infinitely more moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Pantheon, which was built in the 1st century AD, was constructed so that the oculus in the roof would funnel the light in to the entry way  on exactly April 21, the day that Romulus and Remus founded Rome. At that very instant the Emperor would enter the door way of the Pantheon, bathed in the intense light coming in from the roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/dies-natalis-pantheon-in-rome.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-7306350045409831138?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/7306350045409831138/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/dies-natalis-pantheon-in-rome.html#comment-form" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/7306350045409831138?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/7306350045409831138?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/dies-natalis-pantheon-in-rome.html" title="dies natalis {pantheon in rome}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6DX_-xC4PNM/T5PEehjrthI/AAAAAAAAFsY/FJ9rC7AD6FI/s72-c/IMG_8500.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8FQnY-fCp7ImA9WhVXGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-7554130871912928185</id><published>2012-04-20T07:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-20T07:13:33.854+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-20T07:13:33.854+02:00</app:edited><title>recent press stuff</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NlpLGHN_1zE/T4_2I2_qLJI/AAAAAAAAFsA/A9iYqhRlrp0/s1600/tl.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NlpLGHN_1zE/T4_2I2_qLJI/AAAAAAAAFsA/A9iYqhRlrp0/s320/tl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;Just in case you’ve missed them, I’ve written a few articles lately:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelandleisure.com/articles/europes-best-neighborhoods-for-foodies/2" target="_blank"&gt;Travel &amp;amp; Leisure: Europe’s Best Neighborhoods for Foodies: Monti: Rome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodandwine.com/slideshows/rome-restaurants-new-takes-on-the-classics" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Food &amp;amp; Wine: Go List 2012: Rome Restaurants New Takes on the Classics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.laweekly.com/squidink/2012/04/garofalo_pasta_to_rome_with_love.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LA Weekly: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Garofalo: The Italian Pasta in Woody&amp;#39;s New Film, To Rome with Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/recent-press-stuff.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-7554130871912928185?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/7554130871912928185/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/recent-press-stuff.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/7554130871912928185?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/7554130871912928185?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/recent-press-stuff.html" title="recent press stuff" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NlpLGHN_1zE/T4_2I2_qLJI/AAAAAAAAFsA/A9iYqhRlrp0/s72-c/tl.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8AQnYycSp7ImA9WhVXGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-4427383554727309699</id><published>2012-04-19T08:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-19T19:34:03.899+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-19T19:34:03.899+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rome" /><title>antico bar mariani {rome}</title><content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K0O2y2lfGCA/T4hGPv_7drI/AAAAAAAAFm0/ldiByzDNWAE/s1600/Bar+Paolesi.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K0O2y2lfGCA/T4hGPv_7drI/AAAAAAAAFm0/ldiByzDNWAE/s640/Bar+Paolesi.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You already know about my obsession for finding &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/pastries-coffee-at-stoppani-bari.html" target="_blank"&gt;old fashioned bars&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/02/dagnino-sicilian-pastries-in-rome.html" target="_blank"&gt;pastry shops&lt;/a&gt; that haven’t been horribly ‘renovated’. I hope you aren’t getting bored with these kinds of places? I’m not. Which is why I was so happy to discover this one the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have to admit I’d passed it by about a million times. But I was always on the back of &lt;a href="http://domenicominchilli.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Domenico’s&lt;/a&gt; scooter. Every single time I&amp;#39;d make a mental note to return, but somehow the  note kept getting lost (That seems to happen a lot. Too much mental clutter?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/antico-bar-mariani-rome.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-4427383554727309699?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/4427383554727309699/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/antico-bar-mariani-rome.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/4427383554727309699?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/4427383554727309699?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/antico-bar-mariani-rome.html" title="antico bar mariani {rome}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K0O2y2lfGCA/T4hGPv_7drI/AAAAAAAAFm0/ldiByzDNWAE/s72-c/Bar+Paolesi.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UBQ3c6fSp7ImA9WhVXFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-2983577273910439172</id><published>2012-04-17T07:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-17T07:40:52.915+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-17T07:40:52.915+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="salad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipe" /><title>spring salad of tuscan kale {cavolo nero}</title><content type="html">&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fJoXDiAOWpg/T4MISwB5IbI/AAAAAAAAFjo/Ospih7zYYWY/s1600/IMG_8250.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fJoXDiAOWpg/T4MISwB5IbI/AAAAAAAAFjo/Ospih7zYYWY/s640/IMG_8250.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I used to be super organized when it came to the holidays. Back in the pre-internet days, I would be ripping out magazine articles from special themed issues of Bon Appetit, Gourmet and Saveur  a year ahead of time, keeping files for menu inspiration for future Thanksgivings, Christmas and Easters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Things have changed. Not only do I now do almost all my recipe reading online, the timeline to my planning has shrunk from about a year’s lead time to.....a few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/fave-cicoria-non-recipe.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-1623112182944291877?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/1623112182944291877/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/fave-cicoria-non-recipe.html#comment-form" title="11 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/1623112182944291877?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/1623112182944291877?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/fave-cicoria-non-recipe.html" title="fave + cicoria {a non-recipe}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4a2KJckxjok/T4hDhVXQGII/AAAAAAAAFmM/07jqHoN6_xg/s72-c/IMG_8138.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4GQ387eCp7ImA9WhVXE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-7232970382382394040</id><published>2012-04-13T09:58:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-13T09:58:42.100+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-13T09:58:42.100+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="florence" /><title>nuovo teatro dell'opera  {firenze}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWxEccmkUpQ/T4fTrocAetI/AAAAAAAAFj8/8B7Cj60zRjI/s1600/IMG_6979.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWxEccmkUpQ/T4fTrocAetI/AAAAAAAAFj8/8B7Cj60zRjI/s640/IMG_6979.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;While up in Florence for &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/03/taste-2012-florence.html" target="_blank"&gt;Taste&lt;/a&gt; a few weeks ago, a magazine asked me to be on the look out for travel stories. You know, new up-and-coming places to go to, things to see. My friend, (and incidentally one of Italy’s top PR gurus) &lt;a href="http://www.grassipartners.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Alessandro Grassi p&lt;/a&gt;ointed me in the direction of the Nuovo Teatro dell&amp;#39;Opera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Trying to do some research before I went up, I could only find one photograph, a few renderings, and various short  local newspaper stories about a concert that was held there last December to celebrate the 150th anniversary of Italy’s unification. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After that, nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So I arrived for my private visit, not quite knowing what to expect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Looking at these photos, you can understand why I was totally blown away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/nuovo-teatro-dellopera-firenze.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-7232970382382394040?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/7232970382382394040/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/nuovo-teatro-dellopera-firenze.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/7232970382382394040?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/7232970382382394040?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/nuovo-teatro-dellopera-firenze.html" title="nuovo teatro dell'opera  {firenze}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWxEccmkUpQ/T4fTrocAetI/AAAAAAAAFj8/8B7Cj60zRjI/s72-c/IMG_6979.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMFQXo-eyp7ImA9WhVXEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-6405531077684068487</id><published>2012-04-12T07:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-12T07:26:50.453+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-12T07:26:50.453+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rome" /><title>herbs + food  {aromaticus in rome}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8Cv0WTe2QY/T3mndSrHsHI/AAAAAAAAFgE/yGKSK8oHH8E/s1600/IMG_5545.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8Cv0WTe2QY/T3mndSrHsHI/AAAAAAAAFgE/yGKSK8oHH8E/s640/IMG_5545.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sometimes I worry that&lt;a href="http://www.travelandleisure.com/articles/europes-best-neighborhoods-for-foodies/2" target="_blank"&gt; I write about my own neighborhood too much. &lt;/a&gt;Is it that I’m lazy? That I don’t get out much? No. I do get out, and&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/03/cafe-loki-iceland.html" target="_blank"&gt; very far away&lt;/a&gt; , and quite often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It’s just that there’s an awful lot of great stuff happening in Monti. Via dei Serpenti and &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2011/02/new-old-restaurant-in-monti-lasino-doro.html" target="_blank"&gt;Via Boschetto&lt;/a&gt; get most of the attention. But in the last few years Via Urbana has taken the lead, with places like &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2011/11/hamburger-contest-rome.html" target="_blank"&gt;Urbana 47&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2011/01/guilty-pleasures-tricolore-sandwiches.html" target="_blank"&gt;Tricolore&lt;/a&gt; getting a lot of press (guilty). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But if I could dream up the kind of shop I would want someone to open in Monti, I’d imagine a  place where I could buy fresh herb plants - from wild cress and mint, to Sicilian oregano and French tarragon. Peppers from all over the world, lemon grass and little pots of mustard sprouts.  I’d also like to be able to sit down to eat: nothing heavy, just enough for a lunch or tea time. And if there could be a section devoted to spices and garden supplies, that would be nice too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/herbs-food-aromaticus-in-rome.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-6405531077684068487?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/6405531077684068487/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/herbs-food-aromaticus-in-rome.html#comment-form" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/6405531077684068487?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/6405531077684068487?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/herbs-food-aromaticus-in-rome.html" title="herbs + food  {aromaticus in rome}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I8Cv0WTe2QY/T3mndSrHsHI/AAAAAAAAFgE/yGKSK8oHH8E/s72-c/IMG_5545.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AFR3Y8eSp7ImA9WhVXEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-4284387538942276444</id><published>2012-04-10T07:28:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-10T07:28:36.871+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-10T07:28:36.871+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipe" /><title>artichokes + wild mint {pasta}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RB5cqDy4wk/T4LqgnYStOI/AAAAAAAAFic/E-bv8bFb6Bc/s1600/IMG_8199.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RB5cqDy4wk/T4LqgnYStOI/AAAAAAAAFic/E-bv8bFb6Bc/s640/IMG_8199.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After all of the artichoke photos I’ve been posting on &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=544422547&amp;amp;ref=tn_tnmn" target="_blank"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#%21/eminchilli" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; for the last couple of weeks, I’m finally getting around to a recipe. But really. I couldn’t help myself with the picture taking thing. This year, for some reason, the artichokes are beyond beautiful. Big, fat, purple and green orbs. The grassy, slightly bitter and 100% spring smell of them hit me each time I walked into Campo de’ Fiori. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;They were piled up in virtual &lt;i&gt;carciofi&lt;/i&gt; mountains at every vendor. &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2011/06/giggetto.html" target="_blank"&gt;Gigetto&lt;/a&gt; even had an artichoke tree made up of about 100 artichokes in front of their restaurant. They were all just waiting to have their pictures taken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/artichokes-wild-mint-pasta.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-4284387538942276444?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/4284387538942276444/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/artichokes-wild-mint-pasta.html#comment-form" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/4284387538942276444?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/4284387538942276444?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/artichokes-wild-mint-pasta.html" title="artichokes + wild mint {pasta}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RB5cqDy4wk/T4LqgnYStOI/AAAAAAAAFic/E-bv8bFb6Bc/s72-c/IMG_8199.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8GSHgzeCp7ImA9WhVWEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-100502156672598971</id><published>2012-04-09T08:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-23T11:53:49.680+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-23T11:53:49.680+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rome" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="restaurants" /><title>eating vegetables in rome {nerone}</title><content type="html">&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ey8ThWKGhcw/T33RZ3m4gOI/AAAAAAAAFhE/gfRYsmWl9lw/s1600/IMG_8081.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ey8ThWKGhcw/T33RZ3m4gOI/AAAAAAAAFhE/gfRYsmWl9lw/s640/IMG_8081.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One of the most frequent questions I get - on my apps &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/eat-rome/id424073809?mt=8" target="_blank"&gt;Eat Rome&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/app/eat-florence/id435151832?mt=8" target="_blank"&gt;Eat Florence&lt;/a&gt;, on this blog and over at &lt;a href="http://chowhound.chow.com/boards/58" target="_blank"&gt;Chowhound&lt;/a&gt; where I give free advice - is where can a vegetarian get a good meal? While many ask expecting an answer that’s a short list of my favorite ‘vegetarian’ restaurants, I give a different kind of answer: Almost anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/eating-vegetables-in-rome-nerone.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-100502156672598971?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/100502156672598971/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/eating-vegetables-in-rome-nerone.html#comment-form" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/100502156672598971?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/100502156672598971?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/eating-vegetables-in-rome-nerone.html" title="eating vegetables in rome {nerone}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ey8ThWKGhcw/T33RZ3m4gOI/AAAAAAAAFhE/gfRYsmWl9lw/s72-c/IMG_8081.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMMSXY9eSp7ImA9WhVQFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-2331217722702178754</id><published>2012-04-05T07:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-05T07:24:48.861+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-05T07:24:48.861+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rome" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shops" /><title>emporio delle spezie {rome}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aP1xJdQTFU/T3mcTVTYO_I/AAAAAAAAFdk/FfujA0JXqF4/s1600/IMG_6928.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aP1xJdQTFU/T3mcTVTYO_I/AAAAAAAAFdk/FfujA0JXqF4/s640/IMG_6928.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Although I often complain about &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/pastries-coffee-at-stoppani-bari.html" target="_blank"&gt;new things replacing old&lt;/a&gt;, I’m always happy when something brilliant AND new comes along. When I lead my &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/p/tours-talks-tv.html" target="_blank"&gt;Food Tours,&lt;/a&gt; I often have to gloss over the stores and vendors that are springing up like mushrooms, selling questionable gourmet souvenirs to tourists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; (Yes. I’m talking about bright green pasta shaped like male sexual organs).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;On the other hand, in neighborhoods like Monti and Testaccio, there are a bunch of new places that I think are fantastic. Small stores, specializing in just a few things. They choose to limit their inventory, while focusing on the highest possible quality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/emporio-delle-spezie-rome.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-2331217722702178754?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/2331217722702178754/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/emporio-delle-spezie-rome.html#comment-form" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/2331217722702178754?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/2331217722702178754?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/emporio-delle-spezie-rome.html" title="emporio delle spezie {rome}" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4aP1xJdQTFU/T3mcTVTYO_I/AAAAAAAAFdk/FfujA0JXqF4/s72-c/IMG_6928.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QBRHg_cSp7ImA9WhVQFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-1155445447652951428</id><published>2012-04-04T11:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-04T11:22:35.649+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-04T11:22:35.649+02:00</app:edited><title>my food tours are talked about</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVS4ZoTd5is/T3wFecfxsiI/AAAAAAAAFg0/t07zYBDL4vg/s1600/Mozzarella.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVS4ZoTd5is/T3wFecfxsiI/AAAAAAAAFg0/t07zYBDL4vg/s640/Mozzarella.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As the weather gets gorgeous and Rome heads into Spring I&amp;#39;ve been very busy leading &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/p/tours-talks-tv.html" target="_blank"&gt;Food Tours.&lt;/a&gt; Some of my clients have been very busy too, writing and talking about me. (thank you!)  Here are some recent reports from the front lines of eating our way though Rome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/my-food-tours-are-talked-about.html#more"&gt;Read more »&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5298009776603160590-1155445447652951428?l=www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/feeds/1155445447652951428/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/my-food-tours-are-talked-about.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/1155445447652951428?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5298009776603160590/posts/default/1155445447652951428?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/04/my-food-tours-are-talked-about.html" title="my food tours are talked about" /><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12058199207093775237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gwP7CAQff8Q/TyJl__tNFhI/AAAAAAAAEf8/QPmROYtvxvk/s220/Artichokes.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qVS4ZoTd5is/T3wFecfxsiI/AAAAAAAAFg0/t07zYBDL4vg/s72-c/Mozzarella.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAAQH8zfip7ImA9WhVQFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5298009776603160590.post-2743679376595289262</id><published>2012-04-03T06:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-03T06:35:41.186+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-03T06:35:41.186+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="puglia" /><title>pastries + coffee at stoppani {bari}</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzJGGDmwtQM/T3iH4i31TDI/AAAAAAAAFYU/Z9yZLwc_Its/s1600/IMG_7695.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzJGGDmwtQM/T3iH4i31TDI/AAAAAAAAFYU/Z9yZLwc_Its/s640/IMG_7695.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Even though I really love discovering brand new places, what I really love is re-discovering old places. And by this I mean traditional, worn-at-the-edges places I’ve been to years ago. Unfortunately, in Italy, these places are an endangered species. Rather than embrace the patina of history and sense of place that clings to bars and restaurants, owners decide to ‘re-new’ or ‘restore’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And if you’re thinking the kind of light touch that I wrote about in my last two books (&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/elizbethminch-20/detail/1579653642" target="_blank"&gt;Italian Rustic &lt;/a&gt;and&lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/elizbethminch-20/detail/1579651720" target="_blank"&gt; Restoring a Home in Italy&lt;/a&gt;) think again. Rather than painstakingly clean, polish and put back together cracked and worn walls and floors, many of the owners rip interiors apart, throw away the old, and install slick and shiny marble, halogen light fixtures and oddly shape furniture that cannot have any possible use except as design statements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Don&amp;#39;t they realize that Keith McNally pays good money to recreate what they are ripping apart?)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Way too often, when I go to re-visit an old favorite, I’m met with an unrecognizable - bright and shiny - monstrosity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PdGu_yiPsnM/T3iEgDBIGfI/AAAAAAAAFW8/zVq7VqbaKxU/s1600/IMG_7871.jpg" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PdGu_yiPsnM/T3iEgDBIGfI/AAAAAAAAFW8/zVq7VqbaKxU/s640/IMG_7871.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.italyhotline.com/" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sienna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; travels she always come back with bags full of spices and other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2011/10/trumpets-of-death-mushroom-bean-soup.html" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;exotic dried ingredients&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; for me. Luckily she goes to places like Morocco and France, so I get gifts of bright red and yellow mixes for making tagine or fancy mushrooms for throwing into stews. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Not that I’ve had much time to cook with them recently, much less blog about them. I’m not complaining, but I am apologizing a bit. I realized that I haven’t posted a recipe in about a month. The reason is simply that that I seem to have been doing just about everything but cooking. Traveling (to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/03/food-fun-claus-henriksen-at-dill.html" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Iceland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/02/fish-market-bari.html" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Puglia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/2012/03/taste-2012-florence.html" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Florence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; as you know) but also working. And eating. Besides the writing (the traveling and eating is actually working you know!) my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elizabethminchilliinrome.com/p/tours-talks-tv.html" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Food Tours&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://-/" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Workshops&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; have been hugely successful. And while a day spent talking, teaching and sharing food is invigorating, it doesn’t leave me with much appetite - or time - for cooking at the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Luckily for me Sienna’s husband, Yves, travels to other types of places and brings back a completely different set of goodies - that require no cooking what-so-ever - each time. He works at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fao.org/" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;FAO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;, and besides traveling to the expected places like Africa, he often finds himself in places like  Poland or Switzerland where you’d think the culinary souvenir buying is pretty slim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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