ROSA MATTO WRITES

Food. Life. Travel.


I like to describe myself as a teacher first, chef second. My career as cookery teacher, caterer and writer spans three long, eventful decades. One day, I will write a tell all memoir!  I will name names. My great love is to invite people to my rather chaotic kitchen table and plie them with simple food, litres of wine and regale them with tales – some true, some ‘embellished.’ But now, I’ve reached the point in my life when my family and friends have heard my stories, jokes and travel tips so many times that their eyes glaze over as soon as I open my mouth. My other obsession is to travel with groups of like minded people, so my stories and recipes originate from many destinations, from home and abroad.

September 9, 2018

I'm afraid all this talk of my father and the past, with its happy and sad vignettes, led to a poem. I wrote it to mark the anniversary of my father' s death, thirty one years ago, on the 12th August. It is intensely personal and I hesitated to publish it. But rereadin...

August 7, 2018

A good hand. 

I have two priceless mementos from my late father, apart from actual memories, of course. The first is his work hat. It has been shaped by wear and worry to the shape of his head. The charcoal grey felt had kept the contours of his life, and now we keep it...

July 31, 2018

Below you will find six recipes:

Coorong Mullet with green olive and caper relish, Zucchini and Mint, Romesco Challah, Rustic Amaretti and Apricot Tart, Sicilian Cuccidati, Pugliese Cartellate. 

Perhaps I have taken liberties with Jewish recipes, but these are the recipe...

July 31, 2018


Shakespeare's The Merchant of Venice is a story of prejudice, racism, social injustice, gender inequality, the evil of money and tough retribution through love. It’s a comedy.

Photo credit: on pininterest. Shylock prepares to take his "pound of flesh". Stratford Festiv...

July 23, 2018

Photo credit: My Jewish Learning.

Via Rua in Ghetto. It is painted by Ettore Roesler Franz. c. 1880.

“Dress like a Turk and eat like a Jew” is an ancient and much used Italian exhortation.

It encourages Italians to dress richly, with flair and decoration but to eat simply...

July 18, 2018

Today was a typical winter's day in Adelaide. Too wet for the garden, too windy for reading, rugged up, on the verandah.

I dug deep into the musical archives and found....Ornella Vanoni!

Think an Italian Cleo Laine and you'll get the picture.

I know. 

I have just lost ever...

July 16, 2018

Photo Credit: Chalk Portrait of Caravaggio by Ottavio Leoni

Caravaggio's Rome: A Chiaroscuro Tour: Caravaggio in Rome

There are many reasons to come  to Rome. For one of the world's major cities, it is on a very human scale. I walk everywhere, but it is not necessary to...

July 16, 2018

July 7th 2018 marked the anniversary of the arrival in Australia of my mother and brother, Armando. Sixty five years. They travelled with so many others on the Surriento, Flotta Lauro.  So many ships, so many hopes. We called them 'migrants' and gave them a certain leg...

June 18, 2018

Buying one’s first pair of leather gloves in Italy is a rite of passage. I had been told to wait until I reached Florence but as a young girl, I couldn’t wait. My anticipation outpaced my itinerary.

So, while I can tell you where to buy silk scarves and supple leather...

June 3, 2018

SHOPPING WITH POPE FRANCIS.

PHOTO CREDIT: Ditta Annibale Gammarelli, Via di Santa Chiara, Rome. 

Rome is the city for pilgrims. By now, every visit to this city has its familiarities - there are places I must visit, gardens I must sit in, shops I must attend (though...

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