Tag | Italian baking

Please Don’t Eat the Daisies

The other morning on my walk I passed a young man sitting on the roof of a car. He was perched up pretty high, so probably an SUV, though lacking the car gene that both my Michigander husband and my son seem to have, I didn’t notice the make or model. The boy looked to be […]

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Lemon-Ricotta Crostata with Mascarpone

There’s almost always a ricotta pie of some sort on our Easter table. When I was growing up it was my mother’s pastiera, a lattice-topped torte filled with a mixture of fresh ricotta, beaten eggs, sugar and cooked wheat berries, and flavored with a dash of cinnamon and a splash of Punch Abruzzo. I liked […]

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Dicembre Dolce: Cherry Republic Biscotti

There is more than one way to slice biscotti. There are at least sixty. Or there will be when I’m through with them. Which is a roundabout way of saying I’ve just started work on a new book project. Subject: Biscotti. It won’t be an exhaustive project ~ just a fun little homage to one […]

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Easter Break: Savory Cheese Biscotti

It is time to come to grips with the fact that I will never run my household the way my mother ran hers. How do I know? Because when I was growing up, by this time Easter week my mom would have: * Made and frozen her pizza rustica, a classic savory Easter torte, so that it […]

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Baked Farro Pudding: Sweet & Slow

Patience is not a virtue of mine. From the moment I injured my finger I have pestered my doctor, and now my hand therapist, about when I can start cooking (with two hands) again, and writing (with two hands) again* and playing tennis (I have a two-handed backhand) again. And so on. While the answer […]

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A Mishap, a Cake, and a Midwinter Break

You may be familiar with that famous poem titled “Cut” by Sylvia Plath, the one that begins What a thrill — My thumb instead of an onion. Well, my dears, that was me a few days ago, except it was my index finger instead of my thumb. And winter squash puree instead of an onion. […]

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A Favorite Cake to Welcome the New Year

Buon Anno a tutti! Happy New Year. As I sit here writing and thinking about the year ahead, I am (literally) surrounded by the past. During the Christmas break, my husband and I decided to start a long-overdue project to clean and reorganize our basement. So far, we have said farewell to five huge bins […]

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Dicembre Dolce: Panforte di Siena

For most of my life—right up until last week—I despised panforte, the celebrated Christmas fruit-and-nut confection from Siena. Every year at about this time, a flat, sort-of circular pleated package containing a dense hockey puck of a—what? Was it a cake? a torte? candy?—would appear on our buffet, purchased by my mother. She would unwrap […]

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Dicembre Dolce {Sweet December}

Photo by Maren Caruso, from Williams-Sonoma Rustic Italian (2011, Weldon-Owen)   I do not have a sweet tooth. Nine times out of ten I will choose a second helping of pasta over dessert. Except in December. December was made for sweets—sweet breads, boozy cakes, spiced pies, and cookies—cookies piped with icing, festooned with sprinkles, dipped in melted chocolate, […]

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