Red Sauce (on the go)

While red sauce is really a very big, elaborate event once a year (blog post coming soon), sometimes it's okay to take a few shortcuts and use a bottle of passata.

Want to whip up a quick Pasta al Forno?  (That's oven-baked pasta my lovelies).

If I've learnt one thing over my Ital-Anglo upbringing, it's 

DON'T USE STORE-BOUGHT PASTA SAUCE FROM THE JAR.

It's evil (tasting).

And if you think I'm being unnecessarily dramatic, well you just haven't tasted the real thing, have you?

Fresh Pasta: Spaghetti & Fettuccine

This is where the magic happens...  (hint: replace fairy dust with generous handfuls of flour)

Combine one nonna, one over-excited granddaughter, a well-oiled pasta machine, and a couple of hours after lunch...

 Fresh pasta.

Fresh pasta was the bread and butter of Nonna's upbringing in the village in Italy.  I don't need to spell out how synonymous pasta is with the Italian way of life, but I assure you that it's not a cliche.

Pasta is verrrrry necessary. 

I promise I cranked the handle too, and did a reasonable amount of kneading...

There are three unique pasta shapes/types to Nonna's own tiny village which makes me wonder how many pasta shapes Italy has produced.  Can a hedge a bet at 50,000?

Nonna reminded me that there wasn't always a pasta machine on hand, and demonstrated the way to make the fettucine village-style.

Tossed through lots of fairy dust/flour...

Magic.

Ricotta Calzone

While compiling a mega list of recipe ideas with Nonna at the beginning of the year, I realised there were so many glorious foods and baked goods she had simply stopped cooking/baking.  How could this be?

Just more proof of the importance of The Cooking With Nonna project - some extra motivation to do a little extra shopping, find a little extra time, and make something a little extra special.

I now love the familiar feeling of pulling out the giant wooden board from the back of Nonna's linen cupboard, laying it out, and pouring out flour.  Bowls are just so overrated.

Creating edible things from scratch is the best way to learn that cooking and baking are really just the same steps repeated over and over with slight variations.  Pasta, pizza, biscotti and now calzone all start here, on the board, with some egg and flour.

Ricotta calzone variation: lemon rind.

Oh, Ricotta, how I love thee without shame.

And how improved you are with some sugar and spice.

Having grown up in a largely gluten-free house, seeing the fluffiness of risen dough can be a bit too exciting.

AND VOILA!

Does it get any better than fresh pastry wrapped around sweet, creamy ricotta?  I THINK NOT.

Springtime: Artichoke Soup

Hey look, a blog post!  It's only been about seven months: seven months of ups and downs, and uni assignments, and road trips, and one broken camera, and plenty of cooking with Nonna.

The broken camera was one of the scarier moments, but it means I have a beautiful new lens to debut, so keep an eye out for some experimental focusing.

September means another springtime full of fresh, leafy greens, moist soil, and edible blossoms.

I sincerely believe it is a crime to ignore the beautiful signs of the seasons, which means we all need to spend some quality time outside of buildings, getting our shoes dirty.

Growing along the fence line of Nonno and Nonna's vegetable garden are a row of leafy, grey plants which sprout pretty artichoke globes.  I've been peeking through the leaves for a couple of weeks now, but still no sign of these tasty treats.

These pictures are last year's artichoke wonders, which were made into soup, or pickled in olive oil and oregano to be smashed over pizzas all year through.

Stuffed artichokes boiled in a deliciously rich broth is one of the most perfect dishes for a crisp, chilly September evening.  

Once these lovelies cooked for hours, I added some boiled fava beans and spaghetti and had a very satisfied stomach.

Now I'm off to check those artichoke bushes again...

Zuccotto: Something New

When I first started the Cooking With Nonna project, I had in mind all the flavours, smells and ingredients I grew up experiencing in Nonna's kitchen.

I didn't take into account the Master Chef effect that had spread across Australia.  The Ready Steady Cook, My Kitchen Rules, and Channel 31 Italian cooking effect.

Suddenly the wonderful world of culinary experimentation and foodie adventures has invaded our living rooms.  Who can resist?  

Well, me, because I don't watch much TV.  But Nonna has kept up to date with what's going on and she was ready to try 

something new.

Pesto: Summer on a Plate

It's a fact: the smell of fresh basil can instantly make you happier.  I tested this today and it worked...

Just look at all of that glorious herb.  I'm sorry, but what's not to love about the stuff that makes sauce taste Italian and gives meaning to all summer dishes.

And Wikipedia says that extracts of basil are very toxic to mosquitoes. BIG WIN.

This morning Nonna got up with the early birds to harvest 4 cups of fresh basil leaves for some fresh pesto.

I've been eating pesto since I was in nappies but this is the very first time I've ever seen it made.  Actually I have a feeling our whole family still thinks pesto is born in the freezer.  Nonna has been producing yearly supplies of basil-green sauce for years without anyone seeing the transformation from leaf to fragrant mush until this moment.  

One month since Christmas

Christmas in my world revolves around the birth of my Saviour, sparkly decorations, some crazy gift shopping, family time and home cooked food.

This year we all went back to our childhood Christmas Day place... Nonna's house.  My Christmas lunch

was haunted by memories of the boys claiming the turkey drumsticks, wrapping paper under the couches, posed photos under the gum trees with new presents and the smell of percolating coffee.

2013, and the boys still got the turkey drumsticks.