January 24, 2018

 Part One: Mythology. Folklore. And elephants.

 Photo Credit: istock. 

"Everything you see, I owe to spaghetti." Sophia Loren, Neapolitan

In 1860, leading The Expedition of the Thousand, General Giuseppe Garibaldi finally took Naples by force in his quest to unite It...

January 17, 2018

My Father's Name is Alberico

I told everyone

your name was Albert, 

tried to make you like the others,

tweed jacket instead of linen.

I told the mothers to drop me off at the 

end of our street after netball, 

lest they saw the tidy rows of tomatoes planted

instead of daisies.

...

January 13, 2018

This may be the last thought on the appreciation of bitterness in food and drink for a while....or maybe not. (How can I promise such a thing? How can you ask it?)

It is not a fantastical notion to put together two or more bitter foods - fennel and orange salad; olives,...

January 11, 2018

It is midnight on the 23rd June, mid way through a careless summer. The air is redolent with the smell of ripening fruit on the branches above my head, mingled with something more visceral beneath my feet. A stirring breeze gently lifts the leaves of the walnut trees....

January 9, 2018

Gastronomically speaking, Italians appreciate bitter (amaro) flavours. They love olives, eggplant, bitter chocolate (sometimes together), fennel, artichokes; they grow and eat rocket, endive, radicchio, nettles, rape, kale; they drink espresso, Chinotto, Campari.

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January 1, 2018


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What's wrong with this image? It's one typical of supermarkets in South Australia, perhaps Australia, maybe the world over. Where is the crime? Who are the criminals? Where are the victims?

None of these bottles contain true balsamic vinegar of Modena, regardles...

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