Thursday, December 31, 2009

New Year's Eve in the chestnut forest

In less than 6 hours we'll be saying goodbye 2009, hello 2010! It's going to be a quiet, easy night at home this year with lots of food on the table (the MotH is cooking!) and dvds lined up for viewing. Hope you all have a happy and festive evening!

Lattice top apple tart

Dessert first: Lattice top apple tart made with Pink Lady apples.

Cena di San Silvestro 2009

Dinner is served: egg tagliatelle with pioppini mushrooms, prosciutto and cream. Osso buco with lentils (for prosperity). Barolo to wash it all down.

He cooked. I cleaned.

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Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Beer Tastings

Cannabis and a couple of Flying Dogs. These are the most recent beer purchases to put extra cheer in the holidays which is all rain and fog at the moment. Not the best of conditions for the dogs who find themselves indoors with too much time on their paws. Ms. Maddie was thoroughly mesmerized by a spinach quiche that I left to cool in the oven. For her, it was like having front row seats at the theater. Encore! Encore!

Cannabis The Beer - 1.90€
Put the herb on anything and it sells. Amber in color with a solid and pleasant flavor (herb-y?) that made me laugh each time I looked at the bottle. Cannabis beer with blt sandwiches are a tasty combination, but magic brownies do the trick much better.

K-9 Cruiser Winter Ale - 3€
Ales are so right for this time of year and a good thing too because I'm done with mulled wine and whisky. I just dig that malty sweet taste - makes me think of candied nuts, or else yearn for chestnuts roasting over an open fire.

Kerberos Tripel - 3€
I didn't enjoy this as much as the Winter Ale because it was a tad too sweet for my taste. MotH was of the opposite opinion as he likes those belgian-style tripels such as Westmalle.

Front row seats at the cinema...

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Sunday, December 27, 2009

Alice in Wonderland - italian trailer



C'è un posto...che non ha uguale sulla terra
si dice che per sopravvivere qui bisogna essere matti come un cappellaio...
e per fortuna...io lo sono!

Alice, sei tu!

Johnny always lands the plummiest, whackiest roles. I'll probably see this in its dubbed version before the dvd comes out, but boy do I really want to watch this film as soon as it gets here.

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Once in a blue...

Moon image tinted in photoshop of course, for better dramatic effect. I've anticipated this blue moon event for weeks, rare occasion as it is, only to learn that clear skies are unlikely on the 31st when la luna glows 100% full.

And in keeping with the "once in a blue moon" theme...today was the first big shopping event after Christmas and what did I buy? Among other things like osso buco, prosciutto and soap for the bidet - american bread. Every once in a great while I have this insane craving for a BLT sandwich, and nothing says blt like a square piece of white, however nutritionless it may be. It's comfort food, dang it! As a matter of fact, I followed up with a PBnJ. And oh how I wish we had fake orange cheese slices to make a proper grilled cheese and ham with grape jelly. Gorgonzola is a little too blue if you ask me...

It ain't Wonder Bread

Friday, December 25, 2009

When I grow up I want to be...

Much of the snow is actually gone, having gradually melted away in steady rain that never let up within the span of 48 hours. I've only ever seen the snowplow when it passed by in front of the house - never as a mighty orange machine barrelling down the road behind us. Get out of the way - or get run over! It puts the fear in my eyeballs.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

'Twas the night before Christmas (pidgin itanglish)

Frozen treecicle
Frozen treecicle

'Twas the night before Natale*,
about 10 after eight
Things were hoppin' in the kitchen,
as I checked the cheesecake

The lights were a-twinkle,
I hummed xmas songs
Red wine on a simmer,
for the beef vigneronne

Potatoes and rosmarino*,
brown slowly in a pan
Orata* under salt,
baked with italian ham

It's time! Set the table!
Prepare to dig in!
Kimchi pickles and gravlax,
but first a cin-cin!

Merry Christmas! Buon Natale!
And da kine! Mele Kalikimaka!
In Italy we speak pidgin,
and give each oddah da shaka

I sorry no mo' spam,
no beef teriyaki sticks
Hawaii get all kind grinds,
ethnic flavors from an ethnic mix

We are grateful for Christmas together,
in a place we call our own
Warm greetings from the chestnut forest,
to you and yours at home

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

*Natale (Christmas) | *rosmarino (rosemary) | *orata (gilthead bream)


Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Bah humbug!

Mister Bah humbug

And show me your documents before walking across my property! Rowf! rowf! rowf!

Well it looks like a complete bust for our initial xmas plans as the weather is predicted to bring more snow, ice and rain in the next couple of days. Within 24 hours we received just under 12 inches of the powdery white stuff - not a whole lot compared to elsewhere - but as the saying goes, it ain't over yet. Certainly not over for the dogs who end up with hard frozen clumps stuck to their fur after diving, digging and rolling in it. Buon Natale!

The snowplow crew

gravlax
Making gravlax for xmas eve dinner.

Zubrowka
Zubrowka (zhoo-BROOF-kah) - polish bison grass vodka...great stuff!

Merry Xmas Santa!
Of course we gotta leave a bottle out for Santa.

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Sunday, December 20, 2009

Tongue insult nets a hefty fine


He did WHAT?

While checking news on ANSA.it, I had to rub my eyeballs twice when I read about the tongue incident which forced an italian farmer to pay 1300 euros in court fees. That's $1861 for flashing your papillae...he should have just flipped the other guy the bird.
http://ansa.it/web/notizie/rubriche/english/2009/12/18/visualizza_new.html_1647253289.html

And for weather news... Monday's forecast is on red alert 3 - snow and ice. Christmas is not looking too good at the moment and we may just end up staying right here in the chestnut forest. Oh to be in Hawaii at this very moment!

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Halt! lassen Sie mich die Unterlagen für Ihre Schnurrbart sehen

Mister B to the postman: "Stop! Let me see the documentation for your mustache!!"

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I tawt I saw a puddy cat

I did! I did! I did see a puddy cat!

Friday, December 18, 2009

Westie snow sculpture

The current snow situation in the chestnut forest is nothing compared to other areas in Italy, and my only concern is that it does not pose a problem when we split for the Trentino region on the 24th. If that be the case (don't know about you, but a blizzard would ruin the parade), I hope that we'll have enough snow to build lots of figures in the yard, possibly igloos if things get worse. I spied this Flickr image (her name is Lilly) and thought it fitting for the blog.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

S'more Hello Kitty? ^-^

Chat Noir

Speaking only for myself, this is what happens when it's 28°F outside — an attempt at dark humor involving the world's most famous Kitty. I could never get it right where the Kitty head was on flame with smoke swirling around at the same time (the granulated sugar coating immediately turns black at the flame's touch, and I wasn't about to eat a bunch of burnt flops to get the perfect shot). Marshmallow Hello Kitty has a pleasant strawberry flavor. Meow!

Goodbye Kitty?

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Kalua goose, oven-style

Kalua goose

Originally titled, No More Mother Goose Rhymes For You! An excess of fresh banana leaves from last month (they kept for a long time in the fridge) gave me the idea of an oven-style kalua goose roast. In Hawaii, kalua refers to the old method of cooking meats in banana leaves in a covered pit oven lined with super hot rocks, but naturally there also had to be an alternative to make things easier for the ambitious home chef.

Can you kalua a whole goose in your stove oven? Why of course you can, granted that you've got a big, covered roasting pan AND banana leaves. I purchased ½ a goose (the bottom half) and after making shallow cuts through the skin, rubbed the whole with red hawaiian salt and a few grinds of black pepper. The goose was then wrapped in double layers of banana leaves and aluminum foil, and the foil packet was given a few stabs with a knife at the bottom to give the fat an escape. I roasted it at 400°F for approximately 4 hours until the flesh was easy to shred from the bone. It was one ono-licious goose!

Duck, duck, goose! Oca a metà | half a goose Duck, duck, goose!

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Vin brulé a day, keeps the cold at bay

30°F up next to my face is a wee bit inhibitive for doing anything outdoors, but the westie and the doxie were making such long, sad faces that I couldn't just sit there and do nothing about it. Small as they are, my "pack" is hardly what you'd call lap dogs, and I wish I could have captured the look on their mugs when I loudly mentioned the word walk. The reaction was an out-and-out explosion of wagging tails, spinning jumps and high-pitched barks.

Yip! Yip! Yip! I told you she would fold if we stared at her with sad puppy eyes all day long.

It occurred to me that I've never shown a photo of myself in full artic weather gear (laugh all you want, you people in harsh winter climates), and the reason why is because it's hardly ever a fashion statement when I climb into this outfit. The pieces were bought on different occasions for one specific purpose - to keep me warm - and the issue of color coordination, flattering lines and "does this make me look fat?" never, and will never, enter into the equation. Remember, I come from Hawaii, and all that matters is not freezing up like a frozen lollipop while I try to embrace the elements. Anyway, regardless of all that synthetic padding, you can tell that I'm obviously not in a chipper mood in the video. The nice thing is that an hour after our walk, the temperature went up by 5 degrees. Oh happy day...

video

Monday, December 14, 2009

Read, listen, learn, speak italian

There's been an increase in search inquiries regarding everything from word pronunciation, to how to say a particular sentence in italian, and on to what is the dialect term for ____ , so I'm going to make it a goal to post italian language entries more often using learning tools from ItalianPod101.com - Start Mastering Italian Today. I'm currently subscribed and actually find the lessons at all levels quite easy to follow, and I especially appreciate the ease of downloading their audio files for later playback at my convenience.

The key to learning a new language is repetition, but visuals help a whole lot in remembering what's being repeated. In a salute to the last month of the year (please snow!), here's a winter video lesson. The MotH did one better by taking the italian terms and using them in sentences as an italian would speak/write it.

neve | snow
I miei cani amano giocare sulla neve.
My dogs love to play in the snow.

ghiaccio | ice
E' pericoloso passeggiare quando c'è ghiaccio sulla strada.
It is dangerous to go for a walk when there is ice on the road.

sciarpa | scarf
Proteggiti la gola dal freddo con una sciarpa!
Protect your throat from the cold with a scarf!
(Note the imperative use of the verb proteggere - proteggiti - in the sentence.)

guanti | gloves
Indossiamo i guanti e andiamo a giocare a palle di neve.
Let's put on gloves and play with snowballs.

sci | ski
Lo sci e' uno sport molto popolare, d'inverno.
Skiing is a very popular sport in winter.

pattinaggio su ghiaccio | ice skating
Attenzione a fare pattinaggio sul ghiaccio. Si rischia di cadere!
Watch out when ice skating. You risk falling!

freddo | cold
Quando fa freddo preferisco stare a casa.
When it's cold I prefer to stay home.
(Fa freddo literally translates to 'it makes cold').

cioccolata calda | hot chocolate
Una cioccolata calda e' quello che ci vuole, in una giornata fredda.
Hot chocolate hits the spot on a cold day.
(The phrase e' quello che ci vuole literally translates to 'is that what there wants', but is turned into hits the spot to better convey how great hot chocolate would be on a cold day.)

fiocco di neve | snowflake
Il fiocco di neve scende lentamente dal cielo.
The snowflake descends slowly from the sky.

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Sunday, December 13, 2009

Trieste: I'd return there in a heartbeat

Piazza Unita d'Italia

I'm not much into architectural photography or sea towns, so it struck me as a bit odd that out of the whole trip, Trieste was my favorite. The heart of the city has a very dignified feel, everyone that we interacted with were very nice and helpful, and the woman at the tourism office wanted to give MotH a whole bunch of informational pamphlets, even if all we wanted was a map. Oh, and the dogs! A lot of canine pet owners in Trieste, who of course could not resist Maddie and MrB. The Mister didn't bite any shins but he wasn't into shaking paws either when we came across another wire-haired doxie.

I'm including this map as a general reference to where we were in the region. Trieste makes an ideal halfway point if driving over into Croatia, and a comment left on the previous food post reminded me to make written note of the cross-cultural influences found in this area's cuisine. I've added Croatia, specifically the Dalmatia region, on our travel list as I still have so much to savor in regards to eastern european dishes. All About Croatia covers a nice range of topics so this might be a link worth adding to your bookmarks. It's well-organized and written by a Danish expat living in Split, Croatia (seen on map), and is available in 7 languages.


A) Lecco homebase B) Gorizia C) Trieste | View large map

Vintage Mini
Can't help but love the look of a classic Mini.

Doggies in Trieste
Maddie and Mister B get their paws wet in the Adriatic.

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Friday, December 11, 2009

Eating and drinking like the locals in Friuli

Buffet Birreria Rudy

With only a day allocated for each major city we wanted to visit, I was very keen on seeing Gorizia and Trieste while the weather cooperated in our favor. The objective: why, food of course. Three summers ago I had the chance of tucking into some of the region's best dishes, so on this occasion it was an all out mission for heartier, heavier meals without worry of breaking a sweat in soaring August temperatures. Our mission included a couple of local customs that I knew we had to try for curiosity's sake. The first one - in giro per bicièri - is similar to the andar per goti pub crawl that had us falling in love with old Verona. Me and wine, food and me - hey, I was born for food and drink! The second - the buffets of Trieste - are actually symbolic of the city's old dining establishments. Typically the trattoria-buffet opens 8-9am and service is kept to the counter where a variety of fried, baked and grilled foods are set along the length of the bar. Pick and pay. Need to satisfy a rumbling tummy? Snub McD's and head to a buffet for coffee (or beer!) and a warm bite to eat. Just don't expect to be seated at a table at such an early hour.

Buffet in Trieste

I was immensely satisfied with everything that we tried, but must underline the locally-made prosciutto which was outstanding. Whether it was from the fact that it was hand-sliced to order (a whole leg of prosciutto is secured in a vise-like contraption) or perhaps because they just do prosciutto damn fine in Friuli, the pig did not die for naught in the making of these succulent cured hams. If anyone has tried italian prosciutto, do share your thoughts on hand vs machine-sliced. And if you know the italian word for that vise thingy...

Trattoria-Gostilna Alla Luna

Via Oberdan 13, Gorizia | Closed Sunday evening and Monday | €€

Someone or some ethereal being, must not look too kindly upon the idea of imbibing on a Sunday. Every address I had in hand was closed - chiuso - so we strolled central Gorizia as a large market was in full swing. By chance I happened to look into a restaurant window and noticed the Slow Food sticker - always a good sign in my book - and they seemed to have just opened! A few people were at the counter toasting glasses, and it became clear to me that they must be in giro per bicièri, or having a glass before heading home. We had it in mind to do the same but with what I intended to order, decided that a table would be a better idea.

Trattoria Alla Luna
The interior is what some might call a tight squeeze, but I found it to be cozy, inviting and festive with all of that warm color. The women working there are dressed in traditional slovenian costume which makes the whole experience that much more authentic.

Nuts, montasio cheese and local honey
A plate of local montasio cheese, walnuts and honey. Dee-licious!

Frico and the local prosciutto
A plate of their own housemade prosciutto and frico croccante, a crispy cheese basket with salty olives within. Even though it's hard to tell in the photo, hand-sliced prosciutto is much thicker, and feels like ham heaven on your tongue. Slightly salty, rich, sweet, yum!!!!!

Jota
Beans and sauerkraut never tasted so good until they were married into a liquid meal. Jota (YOH-tah) is a thick soup that is very popular in this region. The tang of the sauerkraut is only mildly discernible. I've seen some recipes where pancetta and/or pork is also added, but this one here did not have any of it from what I could see.

Gubana and slivovitz
Gubana is a sweet yeast bread filled with a mixture of walnuts, raisins, dried figs, prunes, candied fruit, chocolate and bread crumbs. It is traditionally served with slivovitz, a distillate made from prunes.

Gibanica
Gibanica is a moist, delicate layer cake of poppy seeds, cottage cheese and apples. I'd like to recreate this for xmas eve, but with more layers. See wikipedia link: Prekmurska gibanica.

Buffet Birreria Rudy

Via Valdirivo 32, Trieste | Open Monday - Saturday from 9am to 1am | €€

Trieste is a handsome city nestled on the Adriatic coast that deserves more time than what we could allow, and I wish we could have actually stayed at least a night. The buffet that we stopped in (top image) had all manner of tempting foods beckoning behind glass displays (2nd image), but again, we decided that a table would be best especially with doggies in tow.

Cured meats, salame and liptauer
Bad focus job, but I was so impatient to dig in! This antipasto plate included liptauer, a type of cheese spread with roots in slovenian cooking. A whole variety of seasonings go into the mix, but the only one that sticks in my mind is capers. Spicy paprika was sprinkled on top and this was totally different in comparison to what I'm accustomed to eating in Italy. Loved it though! An assortment of locally cured meats rounded out the rest of the plate with a basket of plain and caraway seed bread.

Bolliti di maiale
A mixed plate of boiled pork, from wiener to jowls to tongue. Spicy mustard and fresh, grated horseradish to dip everything in, with sauerkraut and patate in tecia (background) - a side dish of cooked potatoes mashed with lard and onions - filling in as carbs. There was also a dish of gulasch with potatoes. Meat!! Add to that large mugs of beer and there was no room for anything else except coffee. Great meal to continue the day in shopping...

Related post: The cuisine in Friuli

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Wednesday, December 09, 2009

They came without warning — the Krampus of Tarvisio

It is said that long ago in times of famine, the youth of small mountain villages disguised themselves with pelts and feathers from the skins and horns of animals. Thus being unrecognizable, they went around terrorizing the inhabitants of nearby towns, looting necessary supplies for the winter season. [translated source from Wikipedia]


Smoke, heavy chains and menacing cauldrons of fire - these were but a handful of props to accompany the nefarious creatures that marched through the town of Tarvisio. Yes we saw the parade of the Krampus, a diabolical creature that, despite its macabre appeal to tourists and spectators alike, maintains an element of old culture in pre-christian alpine tradition. So what if it was under 40°F out. We had a great time witnessing what will probably never make it on the Disney channel! And while the Krampus of today are more like Santa's grotesque helpers (good kiddies get treats and bad ones get coal), you really have to wonder at how desensitized today's youth have become. Or perhaps too wise to anything in a mask walking down main street. Even with the brooding music and absence of light, the Krampus, from what I could tell, was just another cool dude from the 'hood. Gimme a high five!

Red-faced Krampus

We didn't stay long to see what else was going on in the town square because my rumbling tummy directed our attention to the fragrant smells of vin brule and Krampus bread which quickly caught my eye. It's enough to say that we are looking forward to another encounter with the Krampus in one of the many events that take place in this part of Italy and also in the region of Alto Adige. Care to join us for a Krampus sighting next year?

Krampus with the glowing eyes
The only blue-eyed beauty of the bunch.

Krampus for home living
Front and center stage in a window display at a fine home furnishings store.

Coffee, tea or Krampus? Krampus bread
Coffee, tea, or Krampus? Mask not for sale. Next year I'm making a bunch of these for the boys at MotH's office, complete with twig-birch thingy for spanking naughty lads. For parade information, wikipedia's italian link gives more detail. http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Krampus

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Tuesday, December 08, 2009

Gingerbear meets the Krampus

I'm exhausted. Too much of a good thing is never enough in my book, and with all that we ate and saw and drank...it's fair to say that I'm feeling rather Kramp-ish? Just know that I'll be having a good night's sleep after some camomille tea and gingerbear cookies.

Friday, December 04, 2009

Hope you have a beary good weekend

Molasses, some would argue, is what makes gingerbread truly gingerbread, and to leave it out means you're either stuck with ginger something or spice something. Are you following me? So anyway, I mix some gingerspice dough, bust out the cookie cutters, bake, shake, and set the tray to cool outdoors (38°F you Hawaii folks!). The bears were a done deal.

Well it seems that molasses is also the x-factor in keeping your cookies all on one tray. Must be the sticky quality. It keeps your cookies...uhm...stuck. Not more than 2 minutes passed chilling on the picnic table when I heard a bit of a commotion going on. Apparently not all bears are created alike. Some are content to be dunked into milk and eaten. Some are more than happy to make the long voyage who-knows-where to a lucky recipient. And some, like this guy, figured that there was a whole world waiting out there. Kinda reminds me of myself when letter-writing and penpals took me beyond the confines of a small island in the middle of the Pacific. Come to think of it, I've always hated molasses.

First snow of the season

Unless MotH makes a huge ruckus trying to look for milk and cookies, I rarely get up before 7am. Well, this morning it was different, because when he announced that it was snowing, the wheels started turning in my head.

Oh gosh! That's the signal to get moving on baking cookies!

Funny thing is that last night MotH mentioned something one of his colleagues told him just the day before. "At one time your wife used to make cookies..." I guess I should take that as a hint, huh? I'll be back later with some gingerbread bears.

Thursday, December 03, 2009

Pink Lady struts in David Chang's apple salad with kimchi

Pink Lady

An apple today keeps the turkey away? Anything's possible, and to think that I was going to treat myself to leftover turkey soup from last night. Not! I was sent an NPR link by someone who obviously knows how much I ♥ David Chang, and after realizing that I had quite every single ingredient available in my fridge or in the garden, set out to put together this peculiar salad of apples, kimchi and bacon. That's right, apples and kimchi and bacon. It was great!

Sweet, salty, tart, tangy, sharp, spicy, smoky, strong, crunchy, creamy...in other words, this ain't no salad for chickens, or turkeys for that matter. I appreciated the range of textures involved, from the crisp Pink Lady apple to the crackle of oven-cooked pancetta (bacon) which I cut into thick strips. Pink Lady is the trademark name for Cripps Pink, and I really do prefer them over the Fuji that Chang lists in his recipe. Pink, hearts...a gal has her tastes.

The napa cabbage kimchi that I have has been sitting in the fridge at least a month. Me likes it strong and potent. As for the ingredient labne which appears as a small plop on a plate, wikipedia clarified that it also goes under the more common name of strained yogurt. Sweetened with a bit of maple syrup, it hooks up the aforementioned trio in a way that no persistent matchmaker ever could. It had me moaning. Apples, kimchi, bacon. Who woulda thought? Thankfully, the bite of arugula brought everything down back to reality. Whew!

Recipe: Fuji Apple Salad With Kimchi, Smoked Jowl & Maple Labne
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=114289124

Apple, kimchi, pancetta salad