It's 11 in the morning and we are still in bed moaning and groaning after last night's dinner. I swear Silvia and Giuseppe, our hosts at Mandranova, are trying to kill us.
For 2 nights we have been the only guests at Mandranova, a working olive farm near Agrigento on the the south coast of Sicily. The house is incredibly charming, a wonderful mix of comfort and style plus every room is full of treasures that reflect the family's long history in the region--photographs, memorabilia ,antiques. Last night Giuseppe even showed me an old red shirt, worn long ago by a Garibaldino in Silvia's family.
After dinner last night--fried ricotta squares, pasta with cheese and pistachios, Sicilian meatballs in a sweet and sour sauce, caponata (a mixture of eggplant, olives and tomatoes), and last but not least a semifreddo with hot chocolate sauce (hence the moaning and groaning)--we curled up on the sofa and watched Burt Lancaster in the Visconti classic film, "The Leopard.". We felt right at home.
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I am tasting my grandmother's caponata right now and it's only 7:40 a.m.
thanks for the memories. keep mine flowing please........love going back into the tastes and smells of my mother & grandmother. The old country never left their cooking and reasoning. Not a bad combo.
love, toni
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