Category Archives: Harry’s Bar
The Bretons’ Best Silver
How can one improve on eating sardines? The little fish described by London chef Rowley Leigh of Le Café Anglais as ‘the rabbits of the piscatorial world’. Wouldn’t we prefer this Chef/Writer had kept his English plainer and written ‘sea’, but otherwise I loved what he said, specially … Continue reading →
Gnocco, Gnocchi – Who’s There?
The answer is a dumpling that’s as old as pasta itself. That’s Gnocchi – made most times nowadays with potato, but with variants assembled from semolina, regular wheat flour, chestnut flour, polenta, breadcrumbs (like Knödel) and, in Lombardy, they make theirs with pumpkin. Sometimes the gnocchi are … Continue reading →
There’s ‘Pesto’ and there’s ‘Salsa’
Back in Genoa for the shortest 24 hour pit-stop, I fitted in so much stuff. I was there mostly to talk tuna – posh, top end tuna c/o of my local interpreter and fixer, friend and architect, Sheila Opezzi. This is tuna which we’ll … Continue reading →
‘……….since Sliced Bread’ goes the Saying
Sliced bread may have been a breakthrough in modern food manufacturing when it was first launched, following on from the dreadfully named ‘Chorley Wood Process’ for batch baking cheap bread, bleach included in every bag of flour. Then, like so much … Continue reading →
Memo to Self: Fly ‘Home’ to Venice in 2012
Christmas presents come in two categories – the wanted and the other ones. The debate about recycling unwanted gifts has rolled on for years. I am ruthless about disposing of the unwanted. No need for that with my Christmas booty … Continue reading →
Another Thanksgiving Feast
Thanksgiving is not unique to the US each November. This Sunday and Monday – November 20/21 – Venetians in their thousands will make the slow pilgrimage across the Grand Canal on a specially erected temporary wooden bridge to their cherished … Continue reading →
Spongers Who Aren’t True to Genovese Ways
What ever happened to real Pesto? There shouldn’t be any other kind, but the shops have all swooped on a trend and genuine Pesto got trampled near to death in the rush. Basil has a sensitive soul - it blackens when cut with … Continue reading →
