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FOODS OF ITALY
CHRISTMAS COOKING IN FLORENCE

by Patricia Spirer

What was it about this year - that I�d been mugged in broad daylight in front of my house in early January, or that I�d had appendicitis in February (the doctors said I was either too young or too old for it, anyway not the �right age�, that my sister was diagnosed with lupus?

Whatever.� I made out the very large check to Giuliano Bugialli=s Foods of Italy for his special Cooking in Florence Christmas program.� With great trepidation I copied my passport, my credit cards, my hotel reservations, my plane tickets - something I=d never done before.� I considered my will.� I knew the plane would go down, I would be attacked by gypsies as I had in Paris years before, a bomb would explode in the airport.� What caused this fear I didn't know, hadn't I traveled across France speaking no French years ago?

Whatever.� A good friend took me to the airport and I was off to New York to fly Alitalia to Italy.

When my taxi crossed the bridge into old Florence, I fell in love with the Ponte Vecchio and with the city.� The hotel owners, the Ferragamo family, had recently redone the hotel in a soothing Asian decor.� My room, with double bed, color TV, a private safe, had Italian porcelain bathroom fixtures to die for.� And a towel warmer.� Jet-lagged, I slept.

AHi," said Giuliano crossing the hotel reception room to shake my hand the next afternoon.� He was short, dark, bearded, with twinkling eyes and a great welcoming smile.� Henry, his business partner, introduced himself next, as did the other Acooks and tasters@ (a husband of one cook, and a wife and a daughter of another) who straggled into the wine party.� After introductions, travel chat, and a glass of wine, the ten of us took taxis to a trattoria - the first of four meals Giuliano arranged for us in restaurants.

Next morning, we five Acooks� loaded into a van, and the driver drove fast to Giuliano�s restored Roman Baths building in Chianti, which housed his professional teaching kitchen, a wash-up room, bathrooms and three dining rooms, one with an open fire where he roasted the legendary Abistecca alla Fiorentina� for us.

Giuliano gave each of us recipes for the day on a clipboard, an apron, and a chair.� He told us what we would cook for the day beginning with pasta.�� Everyone would make pasta that day.� Giuliano demonstrated how to make it and circulated the pasta dough for us to feel after kneading it and again after passing it through the pasta machine.

Take 3/4 cup of flour and spread it into a circle.� Place one egg and two egg yolks and a pinch of salt into the middle of the circle.� Mix from beneath with a fork, gradually incorporating the surrounding flour.� When the dough forms a consistency that can be kneaded, scrape up the excess flour and put it into a large round sieve.� Knead the dough until soft and silky, then pass it through the pasta machine at least six times (taking care to slightly flour on one side after each pressing and fold into thirds, and with the flat of the fingers knead it gently flat).� Then pass it through the machine until the lowest level is reached.`E finita.� (This pasta is wonderful in soup.)

Giuliano, we were told by a repeat student, has been known to throw out a student�s unsatisfactory pasta and, indeed, he did throw out part of one student�s work.� At last success.� The pasta I made at home was stiff and brittle.� The pasta I made under Giuliano�s guidance was supple, smooth, and glorious.

For three days we chopped, stirred, and cooked.� We made pasta in brianco al pecorino toscano (spaghetti with pecorino/meat sauce), puddica (pizza with tomato pockets), bomboloni alla livornesi (Livorno-style deep fried pastry), polenta al mascarpone e tartufi (polenta with mascarpone and truffles), cinghiale o capretto al salmi (marinate boar cooked with aromatic herbs), and pasticcio di pasta alla maremmana (duck lasagne Maremmana style), to name a few.� With boundless energy and good humor, Giuliano guided us through almost 30 different dishes.� Not a stiff, self-important French chef is Giuliano, but an enthusiastic teacher coordinating the apt and the inept struggling to master a real professional kitchen and real Italian recipes.� Each day, he cooked us lunch while we cooked dinner.� He presented rebollito (reboiled soup), cheese and bread, a frittata and fantastic, succulent fried chicken.� Each evening, sated with sightseeing and relating stories of finding rare wines, the three tasters joined us for dinner.

Accidents happened -a finger cut, a duck left unattended on the flame and was rescued before burning, a pizza with tomato pockets forgotten while rising and never baked.

The work was exhilarating and tiring.� I said to another student while chopping celery, carrots, parsley, garlic, and onions very fine, I mean very fine, AI=m paying for this?��� �I was just thinking the same thing,� she replied.� Wednesday morning, we took a walking tour of Firenze with an excellent Italian tour guide who showed us statues and fountains, and the church of Santa Croce, where I arranged to buy and send a handmade, gilded green leather desk pad to my sister. We saw the Duomo and learned a great deal of history, and a few shopping tips, such as where to buy jewelry at good prices - not on the Ponte Vecchio.

AMake a hair appointment for 2 pm Friday if you like,� said Giuliano to one student, Awe=ll have an early day.�� We were snookered.� We finished around 3 pm Friday afternoon.� At nine that evening we met in the lobby of the hotel and walked past Santa Croce to the Ristorante Antico Noe= for a Christmas Eve dinner which included octopus and Giuliano=s homemade wine.� It was a small restaurant filled with fast smoking, happy, loud, singing customers.� Giuliano�s sister, sister-in-law, and nephew joined us.� We ate and drank and giddily talked in English, Spanish, and Italian.� At ll:30 pm, we walked to the Church Santa Maria di Candeli for midnight mass.� The church is the private chapel for the Carabinieri, a special Italian police department.� Following the mass, the Carabinieri invited us to have spumante and hot chocolate in a large reception room covered with ancient frescos.� We would never have seen them otherwise, as the room is not open to the public.� We returned, walking on narrow, cobbled streets to our hotel after 2 in the morning.

Saturday, Christmas Day, we dressed in our best and drove to the school.� Giuliano, his family and Henry greeted us with glasses of campari and blood orange juice.� The very long dining room table sparkled with candles, dishes, silver, and flowers.� Then began the first of twelve courses, most of which we had prepared, including a roast suckling pig stuffed and beautifully sewn up by a student who in real life is a surgeon.� He promised to send Giuliano a special needle holder that would make the sewing process easier.� The surgeon also made the fantastic dolce di caffe= al cioccolata (coffee liqueur cake).� Giuliano offered us courses he prepared, including a heavenly light lasagna, and many different regional wines throughout the feast.���������������������������������������������

Christmas Dinner

  •  Aperitivo (campari and blood orange juice)

  • Insalata di Cappone (marinated capon breast)

  • Lasagne all Maremmana (lasagne Maremmana style)

  • Galatina di Gallina (antique galatine of hen) with a lovely gelatin and three sauces:

  • Salsa Mantovana (green sauce Mantovana style)

  • Salsa Verde del Chianti (green sauce with walnuts)

  • Mostarda di Cremona (mustard flavored fruit from Cremona)

  • Cotechino con Lenticchie al Rosmarino (sucking pig with lentils and rosemary)

  • Zampone con Purea di patate (pig�s feet with pureed potatoes)

  • Cappone Bollito con Salsa Verde (boiled capon with green sauce)

  • Maialino Ripieno al Forno (special sausage)

  • Spinaci Saltati (saut�ed spinach)

  • Insalata Mista (salad)

  • Panettone, Pandoro, Panforte (Italian cakes)

  • Frutta Secca (fruit)

  • Uva nera e Bianca (dark and light grapes)

  • Dolce di Caffe= al Cioccolato (coffee liqueur cake)

  • Caffe= (coffee)

  • Acqua Minerale (mineral water)

  • Vini:

  • Selezione di Vini e Rossi e Bianchi di Regioni Diverse

  • (A selection of red and white wine from diverse regions)

In Italian tradition, we changed place settings and dishes between each course.� We had never eaten so much.

The telephone rang in my hotel room.� I looked at my watch.� Eleven am.� I=d overslept.� Giuliano said over the telephone ATry.� A I�ll give you 10 minutes.� I did it.� For once, it was a good hair day.� We didn�t take the promised traditional seashore passagetta the day after Christmas because it was damp, windy, and cold.� So we went in the van to Pisa instead where the tower really does lean and from which, Giuliano told me, he had seen somebody leap to death, and then to a charming resort-baths town, Montecatini, for lunch at a posh hotel.� The storms, which we heard, were seriously damaging the rest of England and France furiously bent the palm trees outside the hotel.�� Then to Lucca, a charming walled town, of stone houses, stores, and churches.� Led by an expert guide, we toured the town, watched a procession of townspeople leave one church for another, and we later toured that church, Saint Martin=s Cathedral.� In the Cathedral, we saw the City�s most precious holy relic, a cedar-wood crucifix said to be a true portrait of Jesus, sculpted by Nicodemus, an eyewitness to the crucifixion.� The Cathedral resounded with the voices of the townspeople and clergy singing in Italian.� Returning to the van, we bought gelati in a tiny shop.

On the road again, we drove to a seafood restaurant outside of Montecatini and later to our hotel to say our final goodby�s to Giuliano, Roberto, our driver, and Henry.

What did I learn?� Many things - that I could make very good pasta.� I learned a very simple method of clarifying stock, which results in a wonderfully pure gelatin.� And that if I really wanted to, I could get out of bed, made up and fully dressed in 10 minutes.� What made it special?� That Giuliano was such a good teacher and so giving a person. We knew that several nights he must not have had much sleep, preparing for our classes and Christmas dinner.�� He shared his life, and his family, and his love of Italy with us.� He taught us that while Italian food can be complicated as in preparing a galantina, that pure, simple food, like Parmesan cheese, can be wonderful.� That good wines need not be expensive.� He did not stint on food.� We had wild boar, very fresh poultry, stunningly good veal, and a real sucking pig.� He used excellent wine for cooking and, at times, expensive olive oil for our meals. Then too, I think we were lucky that the group was small (Giuliano told us, eight people canceled because they could not get airline reservations), and that we got along so well together.� We entered each other�s lives for a week, and while we may not meet again, we will remember our having met and having shared the experience together.

Will I do it again?� I don=t know.� It�s expensive, but very good value, very organized and extremely comfortable, at the hotel, at the school, and on our trips.� But then too, perfect vacations are hard to duplicate.� Sometimes magic happens.� But again,� Giuliano�s ATraveling Course in Tuscany� (a week of cooking classes and day trips around Tuscany to explore the variety of cheeses, olive oils, cured meats produced and fish and game dishes from the area) sounds appealing.�� Am I glad I did it?� A resounding yes.� In fact, I�m thinking of renting an apartment for a month in Florence later this year.� And I must return to Lucca.� I also know that whenever I think of Florence, I will think of Henry, and the Italian history he taught me, and of Giuliano, a Florentine of Etruscan descent, an aristocrat, a scholar, the patriarch of his family, a teacher, and I hope a friend.

RECIPES FROM GIULIANO=S CLASSES

CINGHAIALE O CAPRETTO AL SALMI (MARINATED BOAR COOKED WITH AROMATIC HERBS)

(Serves 6)

2 pounds boneless boar or kid (goat) meat, any cut, or 4 pounds with bones, or 2 pounds boneless beef chuck
4 large sage leaves, fresh or preserved in salt
1 tablespoon rosemary leaves, fresh or preserved in salt
1 medium-size red onion, cleaned and quartered
2 medium-size carrots, scrapped and cut into pieces
2 stalks celery cut into pieces
2 large cloves garlic, peeled
5 cups dry red wine

To cook the meat:

4 ounces pancetta or prosciutto, in one piece
2 cup (4 ounces) sweet butter
1 tablespoon extra-virgin olive oil
2 tablespoons capers in wine vinegar, drained
salt and freshly ground black pepper
1 teaspoon dry mustard dissolved in 1 tablespoon cold water
1/4 cup grappa or unflavored vodka

Cut the meat, with or without bones, into 2-inch pieces and place them in a medium-size crockery or glass bowl.� In another bowl mix together the sage, rosemary, onion, carrots, celery and garlic, then arrange all these over the meat, pour the wine over and refrigerate for at least 8 hours, or overnight.

Cut the pancetta or prosciutto into small pieces.� Place a medium-size casserole with the butter and oil over medium heat.

Meanwhile, drain the meat and vegetables, saving the wine.� Separate the meat from the vegetables and put it on a plate.� When butter in the casserole is melted, add the vegetables and pancetta, along with the capers, and saut� for 15 minutes, stirring every so often with a wooden spoon.� Add the meat and saut� on all sides for 10 minutes.� Start adding the marinating wine 1 cup at a time.� Each cup should be reduced before adding the next one, and the entire cooking period is about 1 hour.� Season with salt and pepper.� By the time the wine is all used, the meat should be cooked and tender.� Transfer it to a bowl, cover, and let stand until the sauce is finished.

Pass the remaining contents of the casserole through a food mill fitted with the disk with the smallest holes, into a bowl.� Return the sauce to the casserole and reduce over medium heat for 15 minutes, adding the dissolved mustard powder.� Mix very well.� Place the meat back in the casserole, add the grappa or vodka, and let cook for a final 10 minutes.� Serve hot with or without polenta.

Polenta for this type of dish is prepared with stone ground coarse cornmeal, preferably imported Italian.

POLENTA CON MASCARPONE E TARTUFI (POLENTA WITH MASCARPONE AND TRUFFLES)

Serves 8

1 medium sized fresh or canned white truffle
3 quarts homemade beef broth
coarse grained salt
1 pound fine stone-ground Italian yellow cornmeal
2 tablespoons (1 ounce) sweet butter
salt and freshly ground black pepper
16 heaping tablespoons Mascarpone

If the truffle is fresh, clean it very carefully with a truffle brush to remove all the sand.

Heat the broth in a large pot over medium heat and when the broth comes to a boil, add coarse-grained salt to taste.� Then start pouring in the cornmeal in a very slow stream, stirring continuously with a flat wooden spoon.� Be sure to pour the cornmeal slowly and keep stirring, or the polenta will easily become very lumpy.� Stir slowly, without stopping, for 45 to 50 minutes from moment the last of the cornmeal was added to the pot.� If some lumps form, push them against the side of the pot to crush them with the spoon.

Use 2 tablespoons of butter to lightly butter 8 dinner plates.� Put 1 heaping tablespoon of Mascarpone in the center of each place.� Put the plates in the refrigerator until needed.

 

When the polenta is cooked, taste it for salt and pepper, add the remaining 8 tablespoons of Mascarpone, mix well, and then remove the pot from the heat.� Immediately ladle some of the polenta over the cheese on the prepared plates.� The polenta should cover the cheese completely.� Use a truffle cutter to slice the truffle over the polenta on the plates.� Serve immediately.

DOLCE AL CAFFE= COFFEE LIQUEUR CAKE

Serves 8

2 cup strong brewed coffee, preferably Italian espresso
1/4 cup unsweetened cocoa powder
4 extra-large eggs, separated
7 tablespoons granulated sugar
1 ounce blanched almonds
7 ounces shelled walnuts

For the coffee pastry cream:

4 extra-large egg yolks
1/4 cup granulated sugar
1 tablespoon confectioners sugar
2 tablespoons (1 ounce) sweet butter
1/4 cup coffee liqueur
3/4 cup dry white wine
1 tablespoon potato starch, not potato flour

For the glassa (glaze)

4 ounces semi-sweet chocolate
1 tablespoon granulated sugar
1 tablespoon water
3 tablespoons (1-1 2 ounces) sweet butter

In a small saucepan heat the coffee over medium heat until lukewarm.� Place the cocoa powder in a medium-sized bowl, then pour in the coffee, stir very well with a wooden spoon until the cocoa is completely dissolved, and let rest until cold (about 2 hour).� Place the egg yolks in a crockery or glass bowl, add 1/4 cup of the granulated sugar and stir very well with a wooden spoon until sugar is completely absorbed and the egg yolks turn a lighter color.� Add the cooled coffee-cocoa mixture, stir very well, then transfer contents of the bowl to a larger bowl and let stand until needed.

Using a food processor or blender, finely grind together the almonds, walnuts and the remaining 3 tablespoons of sugar and add to the egg mixture.

Preheat the over to 375 degrees.� Lightly butter and flour the bottom and sides of a 10-inch round double cake pan (one with 3-inch-high sides) and fit a disk of parchment paper over the bottom of the pan.� Using a copper bowl and wire whisk beat the egg whites until stiff peaks form.� Gently fold them into the egg mixture in a rotating motion, using a rubber spatula.� Pour this batter into the prepared pan and bake for about 45 minutes.� Unmold onto a wire rack lined with parchment paper, remove the baked-on parchment, and let rest for half an hour.

Meanwhile, prepare the coffee pastry cream.� Mix the egg yolks, sugars and butter together well in a medium-size bowl.� Add the liqueur and wine and mix well again, then stir in the potato starch.� Transfer the mixture to the top part of a double boiler.� Bring some water to a boil in the bottom part of the double boiler and insert the top part.� Stir constantly with a wooden spoon, always in the same direction, until the mixture is thick enough to coat the spoon.� Absolutely do not allow it to boil.� Transfer to a crockery or glass bowl and let rest until needed.

Prepare the glaze.� Coarsely chop the chocolate and place a medium-sized pot with cold water over medium heat.� When the water reaches a boil, remove the pot from the burner, place the chopped chocolate, sugar and the tablespoon of water in a metal bowl and insert it on top of the pot.� Be sure the bottom part of the bow is not touched by the very hot water.� Let rest for 10 minutes, then gently mix; the chocolate will be completely melted and very smooth.� Remove the bowl from over the hot water and, constantly stirring with a wooden spoon, add the butter and incorporate it into the chocolate.� Let the glaze rest for 15 minutes before using it.

Cut the cake into half horizontally, pour the pastry cream over the bottom part and spread it evenly around.� Be sure the pastry cream does not drip around the cake.� Place the top of the cake over the pastry cream.� Use a narrow metal spatula to glaze the cake all over.� Transfer the cake to a serving platter and let rest for 2 hour before serving.

Copyright Patricia L. Spirer

January 2000

Pat.spirer@rspa.dot.gov

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