I had the pleasure of meeting and cooking with the delightfully sweet and brilliant Sardinian Chef, Roberto Petza of Michelin-starred restaurant S’Apposentu in an evening organised by Great Italian Chefs. His restaurant resides in Siddi, a peaceful, bounteous, mountainous paradise in the centre of the island – far from the tourist hordes and better known beach resorts – a calm tranquil and earthy terrain dotted with sheep and donkeys and fertile soils giving rise to a wild array of native herbs and vegetables of which Roberto makes stars on his menus. Continue reading “Roberto Petza, Cooking with Coffee and Great Italian Chefs”
Al Bric just off of Campo dei Fiori in Rome is an enoteca I have walked past for four years of my life longing to go in, lured perhaps by the fantabulous selection of ultra-mature oozy French cheeses, crumbly Italian “stagionati”, the dusty collection of prize vintage wines vying for position in the window from Pétrus and Mouton Rothschild to some Amarone that would knock your socks and feet off… I had never actually set foot in the place though until this week when I finally convinced Francesco that spending €15 for a glass of wine was just plain intelligent. Continue reading “ROME: “Al Bric” – A bric-à-brac of random food.”
I met with my friend Sarah who conveniently is both a food blogger, an experienced tour guide AND a fully qualified sommelier in Rome – could you ask for a better person to ask for a good lunch recommendation?
We headed to Piazza Mattei and the surrounds, Rome’s Jewish ghetto, host to a handful of top notch trattorias and restaurants as well as the day school which at 1.30 was breaking up for the day hence a street filled with camper vans full of kids and a choice of kippahs (the round head covering Jewish men wear) that included several advertising the local eating places. Continue reading “ROME: A Kosher Lunch in the Ghetto”
Back in my real home town… sort of. Land of gramicia spaghetti and burly bushy-eyebrowed osteria owners, dirty streets and chaotic inhabitants, imaginary romance and the fleeting illusion of Hollywood perfection, salty ricotta and traffic jams.
Day one was spent in Foligno, UMBRIA at the Festival dei Primi Piatti – the best translation of which I suppose is The Festival of First Courses, which in Italy essentially means pasta, polenta or rice depending on which region you’re in.
This is a land heaving with exceptional food products, but my god, not one single dish we ate was worth the pennies we spent on it. Continue reading “ROME: THE RETURN OF THE JEDI”
This is a very old posting filched from the Italian version of this website as I sat dreaming this morning af zucchini carbonara made by the wonderful hands of Betto and Mary at this legendary Roman trattoria. Continue reading “Da Betto e Mary – Rustic Roman Secret Spot”
Residing in a fascist-era former government building behind the sleek, minimalist Ara Pacis exhibition space Gusto occupies several buildings on various floors, more of a brand concept than just a restaurant, combining chic Italian style with a laid-back dining atmosphere, intimacy and good modern Italian cuisine. What’s the catch? The expensive prices. The food is good, but not deserving of a price-list more akin to a high-end eatery or set-lunch michelin star menu. Plus the wines by the glass in the restaurant start at 8 euros, despite the fact that many bottles on the menu are affordable and you can get a very good glass of wine almost anywhere in Italy for half of that.