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A Cauliflower Dish for Spring and Beyond

While spending Holy Week in Italy, I encountered hard-boiled eggs at several tables and was reminded of the Easter breakfasts of my childhood. Every year my father recalled his childhood’s version of the meal which included eggs blessed at the church before consumption.   My mother made hard-boiled eggs regularly and I often asked to […]

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Arrivederci, La Trattoria

After 21 years, Jim Becker and Patricia Cambianica, husband and wife owners of La Trattoria in Sunny Brae, are bidding farewell, shuttering the little restaurant after service Saturday, April 1. “We’ve been doing this for 21 years,” says Becker over the phone. In that time, La Trattoria has built a loyal following with its traditional, […]

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Chop Up Italian Salsa Verde

Several things stand out in my memory of the semester I lived in Florence. I remember narrow cobblestone streets. The tranquility of brisk, autumn mornings near the Arno and the Ponte Vecchio, and the quiet occasionally interrupted by buzzing vespas. I also remember my delight when tasting new Tuscan foods such as Italian salsa verde, green sauce. In […]

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Gone After Dinner

Cork-down wine bottle chandeliers light Marcelli’s Italian Restaurant from the chipped green linoleum counter on one side to the corner that was once walled off during the spot’s time as an Italian deli but is now decorated with framed news articles. Outside the front windows, cars flash by on Fifth Street’s three lanes as a […]

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Hum Plate Roundup

Red sauce for the blues Pity those whose otherwise broadening travels render them unable to enjoy American immigrant iterations of their ancestral cuisines. I think of my old classmate returning from a semester in Rome, heartbroken from an affair and recoiling from the messy red spaghetti and glass shakers of parmesan cheese and red pepper […]

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Red Sauce for the Blues

Pity those whose otherwise broadening travels render them unable to enjoy American immigrant iterations of their ancestral cuisines. I think of my old classmate returning from a semester in Rome, heartbroken from an affair and recoiling from the messy red spaghetti and glass shakers of parmesan cheese and red pepper flakes that seemed to him […]

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