Category Archives: Ligurian
Liguria: Plotkin’s Paradise, Panizza’s Pesto
Paradise is a word never to be employed lightly, it being too special to be devalued by mis-use. I’ve been in touch with a man who uses the ‘paradise’ word with every last gram of passion and meaning that it is due - and I … Continue reading
Tuccu’s My New Ragu
Never have I found a simple story so complex to nail. I fell on a meat sauce for pasta that excited me - effectively a ragú - from Genoa. Roberto Panizza (right), maker of the finest of all Pesto alla Genovese’s, has it on … Continue reading
‘Tuccu’ Comes Next
Reassurance. This writer has not gone away. Like my piece on ‘Al Dente’ which I reckoned would be simple enough and then what happened – it became a deep pool of differing thoughts. I began researching another on what I thought was … Continue reading
Two Buses and a Pre-Historic Encounter
You know the English saying – you wait for ages at the bus stop and then two or more buses arrive together. This just happened to me. One week the Poissonnèrie Municipale at Le Tréport (Normandy), then a week and a … Continue reading
Chickpea Fervour
If you get in a fervour for the flavour of chickpea’s, then read on. A few years ago walking around a small town somewhere to the north of Alessandria (Liguria), we noticed a long queue forming outside a tiny, green … Continue reading
I Found my Apulian Fava
Surrealism is a near daily overly used and, worse, largely misunderstood term. When you walk into London’s Queen’s Club, past three shiny patent leather black Maybach’s into a simple dining room overlooking immaculate tennis courts to meet Peppe Zullo – that’s surreal. Maybach’s stand for vulgar … Continue reading
Ambassadors with Molto Gusto
Let me share with you a little known secret. In the lower ground floor of a fine townhouse in one of London’s most exclusive squares, there is a tiny restaurant which completely changes its theme near monthly. Two flags hang above … Continue reading
