Italian Wedding Soup has nothing to do with weddings. Sad, but true.
You know I always pictured a chaotic, joyful wedding scene with people happily slurping up this particular soup. I figured there was some sort of symbolism in the ingredients. I had woven an intricate web of romantic possibilities around the recipe. And none of them are true. Not one.
It seems that the name comes from an Italian phrase, si sposono bene, which means that two things are well married; they go together well. It may have been served at a wedding or two but only because it is delicious, not because it is symbolic. Another fantasy lost. Continue reading
I do not eat fish. I know it is heresy for a foodie to say that they don’t eat something but there you are — fish just tastes fishy to me. I do, however, like the crispy cornmeal coating that goes on Southern fried catfish. AND I like the cole slaw and hushpuppies that are served with it. It just seems ridiculous to go into a restaurant and order a catfish plate – hold the catfish, you know?
I saw a version of this recipe on Epicurious. I just needed to make it a little more RestlessChipotle, which I think I did. Continue reading
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When I was growing up in eastern Pennsylvania we often went to one particular restaurant. It was my favorite because when you sat down you were given a basket of the most incredible, warm apple fritters – and that basket was kept filled to the brim throughout your meal. It was the mid 1960s and chain restaurants had not been created (in the pit of deepest hell) yet. As you traveled you got regional specialties from mom and pop owned places… and because of this I learned to love a variety of regional foods, an opportunity that is pretty much gone in the United States we we have learned to enjoy bland, boring, and basic…
ANYWAY…. this little restuarant served veal parmesan and I loved it from the first time I took a bite. It was what I ordered every time I was there. I don’t remember much about the decor or the service but I do remember that parmesan and the apple fritters. Continue reading