Cappellacci
I wish I could take credit for these, but I cannot. I surprised Daniela, my amazing friend who owns Le Macare in the little town of Alezio (Italy) by showing up unannounced on her restaurant's front porch. Her jaw dropped, she squeezed me tight, and hustled into the kitchen. We shouted back and forth from the porch into the kitchen, catching up on everything that has happened to us in the last 2 years . Clangs of pots and pans punctuated the already lively conversation. Less
Nonna Jolanda
I went back to Puglia a couple weeks ago to make olive oil with my dear friend Jolanda (who has an amazing boutique olive oil business called Tenuta Bianca- check it out! Best olive oil I've ever tasted). Sadly, this was a tough year for those ancient olive trees on the southern Italian peninsula; a disease wiped out the whole harvest. When I showed up at my friend's house ready to pick (olives) and press (oil), she greeted me with a tearful hug- overjoyed to see me, devastat
