Rainy and cold, it’s been a terrible summer for my tomato plants though the garden is one of my favourite parts of the season. I derive a little joy and pride from anything we can manage to grow on our small plot. I also like trying out a few “experiments” or new vegetables. Last year, we had some colourful tomatoes. This year, we’re trying to grow long, Sicilian zucchini, commonly known as tromboncino. These large vines grow quickly (I measured up to 3 inches a day!), latching on to anything in their path. They hold pale green zucchini that can grow to three feet or more, dangling just above the ground. If you are ever in a neighbourhood of Italians, you’ll see these zucchini swinging from trellises, clothes lines or trees.
My husband grew up shadowing his grandfather in his garden, filled with tromboncino, and had always wanted to give the plant a try. My mom found some seeds and presented my husband with three plants in the spring. We planted all three and strung a rope from the fence to our house, guiding the zucchini along. The vines have started to weigh down the rope and we search desperately for zucchini every morning. So far we have a bulky plant and nothing to eat from it.
But that all changed a few days ago, both problems being solved with one solution. Recently my husband’s Sicilian Nonna visited our home and she looking upon our experiment with glee. Laughing at our sagging rope holding up the vines she had two things to say right away: first, we need to cut off some leaves and vines, the plant is too heavy and second, those tenerumi make a great pasta!
I had to ask for an explanation of “tenerumi” – certainly she didn’t mean the actual vegetables, the few zucchini that sprouted are only a few inches long. No, tenerumi are the offshoots of the main vine that stretch out, with young leaves at the tips and curly tendrils trying to grasp on to anything nearby. I’ve been pulling these shoots and tendrils back from the fence as they keep trying to make an escape for my neighbour’s yard and guide them in the right direction. The wisdom I gained from that Nonna visit was this: cutting off the tenerumi focuses the growth on the main lines of the plant (so they’ll grow big zucchini!), but also they are a delicacy to eat. Some even say they taste better than the zucchinis themselves.
And so it came to be that that very night, after some delicate pruning of the zucchini plant, tenerumi pasta graced our dinner table. The dish has quite a bit of broth, but a fresh and light taste, that doesn’t really taste like zucchini. You can easily replace the tenerumi with swiss chard or spinach, or even add extra other greens to the dish. Since I have a lot of tenerumi to go through, I’ll be making this a few times. Fingers crossed that we get some actual zucchini out of this experiment eventually!
250-300g pasta (for four people)
1 large onion
1 large or 2 medium potatoes
4 cups chopped tenerumi
1 cup peel tomatoes
Parmigiano Reggiano for sprinkling
It’s pitticelle season! What’s that you ask? The word pitticelle is Calabrese dialect for the formal Italian frittelle. Either way, the best translation for pitticelle or frittelle is probably “fritter.” These pan-fried snacks seem to flourish in the summer for Italian families for, I think, two reasons: they are great for picnics and family gatherings and many feature fresh garden ingredients. My favourite pitticelle are Pitticelle di Cucuzzi (that’s Calabrese for Frittelle di Zucchine) which means Zucchini Fritters. The recipe for those is coming as soon as I have from fresh zucchini from the garden. A close second favourite is Pitticelle di Riso (Rice Fritters), made with arborio rice, the recipe for which I also hope to share soon.
Today’s pitticelle di pane recipe is relatively new to me, taught to me by my husband as they were a tradition in his family. If you thought the pitticelle/frittelle/fritter naming couldn’t get any more complicated, well you’re wrong. His family calls these types of snacks “pittiduci” in their dialect (I’m guessing a little on the spelling here). I was told that if I was going to put this recipe up on this blog, I had to call them pittiduci but instead I’m giving you all the names, the whole story. You decide what you want to call them. Even “crispy fried things” will do the trick, as long as they taste good!
These pitticelle/pittiduci/frittelle/fritter gems (whew, it’s getting long!) are made with the leftover seasoned breadcrumbs and egg wash used when making fettini which are breaded veal or chicken cutlets (Recipe for Fettini). This is another classic example of Italians not letting anything go to waste. Why throw out the breadcrumbs when you could make something out of them? These are the ultimate finger foods, quickly eaten up by visitors to the kitchen who wonder aloud “when is dinner going to be ready?” all the while trying to swipe a pitticelle as a pre-dinner snack. Often, by the time dinner is served, these crisp little guys are all gone.
Pitticelle di Pane (or Pittiduci di Pane or Frittelle di Pane)
leftover seasoned breadcrumbs (from breading chicken or veal)
leftover egg wash (from breading chicken or veal)
Parmigiano Reggiano cheese
fresh chopped Italian parsley
vegetable oil for frying
Everyone needs a little music in their week, so today I have a music video to share! Nothing is better for experiencing Italian culture in Canada than attending the various picnics, festivals and events that happen all summer. Recently, I attended the Ajax-Pickering Italian Social Club picnic which, besides being a gathering of the community, hosted Coro Italia – a local Italian folk singing group. The idle picnic chatter and raucous bocci games were punctuated by this large group of dedicated singers and musicians that sang familiar and traditional songs to om-pah beats and the whine of not one, but two accordions. I admire most the great passion Coro Italia has for keeping these songs alive.
For one special song, a few of the singers became dancers performing traditionally with water jugs on their heads. It’s not a sight that is seen often, and is a great reminder of Italian traditions and culture which followed so many Italians to North America. I talk a lot about food and culture here and song is a big part of Italian life too. Enjoy the sights and sounds of Coro Italia:
A few more pictures from the picnic after the jump…
All the rain in our area has been a curse on my garden. Don’t get me wrong – a little water goes a long way. But A LOT of water turns your tomato plants yellow and drowns your peppers. One thing a lot of water does, though, is make my lettuce, onions and garlic pop up in a big way. So the last couple of weeks, I’ve been able to use my first garden harvest: garlic scapes. In honour of this #pastatuesday, I turned those garlic scapes into a pasta accompaniment: garlic scape pesto.
Most of the times on this blog, I stick to old recipes, tried and true from my family. Once and a while, I try something new. I made garlic scape pesto for the first time last year and loved it. It has a strong garlic flavour, but if you like it a little weaker, it’s easy to balance out with nuts and cheese. Garlic scapes, for those new to the ingredient, are the curling tops of the garlic plants that are edible and should be picked before the flowering part opens. To eat them raw, you should pick them when they begin to emerge from between the main garlic leaves, even before they start to curl, when they are still tender. Washed and chopped up, they are great in stir-frys or salads, offering a lighter garlic flavour than garlic bulbs. Mixed with classic Italian ingredients to make pesto, they are great on pastas but also on bread, brightening up crostini or sandwiches easily.
Here are my recipes for garlic pesto, two ways. The first is with pine nuts, a take off of the classic basil pesto. The second (my favourite) is with pistachios which makes a great emerald green pesto. You can reduce or add ingredients to your taste, as long as your end creation is easily spreadable. If you find it too thick, add a bit more olive oil. These recipes make enough for two small glass jars each – or about four meals of pasta for two.
Garlic Scape Pesto with Pine Nuts
10 garlic scapes
1/2 cup pine nuts
1/2 cup olive oil
1/2 cup Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese
juice of 1/2 a lemon
salt to taste
Simple is better. It’s a rule with fashion. It’s a rule with writing. Most of all, it’s a rule with food. This easy little salad recipe, bean & potato salad, is a good way to keep it simple.
When it came to side salads, it always felt like my family had infinite variations for what to serve on hot summer days. Tomatoes and cucumbers, tomatoes and potatoes, potatoes and beans, asparagus, zucchini, whatever – as long as it came out of the garden fresh and was tossed with olive oil and garlic, you pretty much couldn’t lose. I’ll admit that when I was younger, I did my best to avoid any salad (with leaf vegetables or without), but now I see that good ingredients, simply prepared are the best to serve.
This recipe was a staple, simply because there was always an overabundance of beans from the garden during the summer. Adjust the recipe as you see fit – more beans or more potatoes or more garlic –to your taste. Some people love keeping peels on potatoes, others need to remove them. Mine are peeled just because it reminds me of Nonno.
My grandfather hated potato peels, while the rest of the family would leave the peels from baked potatoes until last to load them up with butter and munch our way through, he would push his off his plate. Nonno said, and this was probably the only thing he was this particular about, that even when he was poor in Italy he didn’t eat potato peels, so why would he do it now. Fair enough, I’m wasn’t going to argue with that since it just meant an extra peel for me.
Potato & Bean Salad
2lbs of potatoes
1 lb of green romano pole beans
1-3 cloves of garlic
2-3 tablespoons extra virgin Olive Oil
salt to taste
Today we welcome a guest writer, Cassandra D’Amico-Mazza, who, in honour of Italian Heritage Month, brings us the great story of her family’s celebration of 50 years in Canada. Cassandra D’Amico-Mazza was born and raised in Montreal and is currently a film studies student at Concordia University. An aspiring writer, you can follow her on twitter @CassDM.
As I was perusing twitter late at night, as I often do when sleep evades me, I came across the fact that June is the start of Italian Heritage Month in Ontario. Being from Montreal and a proud hyphenated Canadian-Italian, I immediately grew nostalgic and then envious, as Montreal doesn’t have such a month but a week in August, Semaine Italienne de Montréal, instead. As great and as much fun as the week is, I can only imagine how much fun an entire month must be.
While I was reading up on different events taking place in Ontario (and becoming increasingly jealous!) I realized that I had my own special Italian heritage event that took place in June. This past Sunday, June 2nd, 2013, my father’s side of the family celebrated 50 years in Canada, while my mother’s side is close to celebrating 43 years in Canada. My mother and her immediate family immigrated to Montreal in 1970 from Silvi Marina in Pescara, Abruzzo, while my father, and subsequently his whole family and a good chunk of his village of Cattolica Eraclea in Agrigento Sicily, immigrated to Canada in 1963.
In the past fifty years my family has come to adopt Canada as our own home and native land while maintaining a strong connection to our heritage, roots, and culture. So, as per my Nonno’s wish, a celebration was in order for this milestone.