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Love Thursday: Somebunny Loves Me!

I have a huge sweet tooth, so it’s not surprising that one of my favorite parts of Easter is the candy. More specifically, the candy my mom makes–especially the peanut butter eggs. Yum!

If you’re starting to feel sorry for me because I’m not in the same country code as my mom and therefore can’t enjoy her Easter candy, think again.

My mom continually sends me care packages, but around Easter, one always contains a special treat:

Mom's Easter candy on Flickr

And I swear when I staged this photo, I wasn’t trying to make it look like one bunny was offering his/her love to the other. But it does sort of look that way doesn’t it?

Happy Love Thursday everyone!

When is the last time you received or sent a care package?

P.S. Happiest of birthdays to my mom (yesterday) and my sister-in-law (today)!


The Logic of Italian Boys’ Names

For as long as I can remember, I gave my furry friends nicknames based on their real names.

  • My dog Maverick became Maverickaronyravydoodlenoodlebug, which then became Doodlebug or simply The Doodle.
  • My cat Kudzu became Kudzucchini (sometimes followed by Big Fat Weenie, but the poor thing doesn’t deserve to have *that* posted on the Internet).

Now I have Luna, aka Luna Balloona aka Luna Baboopa aka Boopers aka The Boop.

Stella? A similar pattern. Stella Bella aka Stella Bellamoopers aka The Moop.

So yes, I often call my girls, who are so *not* excited by the gorgeous view behind them and only want to be untied so they can run freeeeeee, (right to left),

The Moop and The Boop:

My girls unimpressed with the view on Flickr

Little did I know that this fascination with changing real names into something somehow related and yet not was actually in my blood.

You see, here in Calabria, most guys are named one of, oh, ten or so names. And yet they go by all different versions of those names, so for us non-natives, if someone is suddenly called by their real name, it can get confusing.

Here are, from my perspective:

    The Top 7 Most Common Male Names in Calabria
    and Some of Their Related Nicknames:

1. Antonio: Tonino, Toni, Totò, Nino
2. Domenico: Mimmo, Mico
3. Francesco: Checco (KEH-koh), Ciccio (CHEE-choh)
4. Giuseppe: Peppe, Pino, Pinuccio (pee-NEW-choh) (not Pinocchio!)
5. Pasquale: Pasqualino, Pascal, Pascala
6. Salvatore: Salvo, Turi
7. Vincenzo: Vincenzino, Cenzo (CHEN-zoh), Enzo

Note that although these names are spread throughout Italy, nicknames often differ by region, so do check with a local before trying to show off your nickname knowledge. And also note that this is completely separate from the sopranome system.

And in case you’re wondering about my P?

Well for his Paolo, he doesn’t like to be called anything but Paolo, but sometimes the older generations call him “Paolino” or, *very* local to us as it’s only used in this town, maybe one or two others, Paolehru (powl-EHR-oo). How cute is that?

Do you do nicknames?

Buon weekend!


What’s Cooking Wednesday: Pork, Italian Green Beans, and Potatoes in Tomato Sauce

Home of What's Cooking WednesdayThis week’s What’s Cooking Wednesday recipe is one of my all-time favorites from childhood, i.e., comfort food at its finest. It’s so comforting that I made my mom make it while she was here in June, and this *so* isn’t a warm weather dish.

In fact, Pork, Italian Green Beans, and Potatoes in Tomato Sauce is a great stick-to-your-ribs-meat-and-potatoes meal that you could even throw in a crock pot if you’re a crock pot user.

And if you’re not into the meat thing, I have a feeling this would still be pretty tasty without the pork and with more veggies thrown in.

If you can’t get fresh beans, you can use canned green beans or string beans as well but they won’t need to be cooked nearly as long.

I don’t know of a snappier name than “Pork, Italian Green Beans, and Potatoes in Tomato Sauce” but since it so accurately represents the dish, I’m sticking with it.

Pork, Italian Green Beans, and Potatoes in Tomato Sauce

Pork, Italian green beans, and potatoes in tomato sauce on Flickr

  • 2 tablespoons olive oil
  • 1 pound of pork ribs (or other cut on the bone)
  • 1 medium onion, diced
  • 2 garlic cloves, minced
  • 1 large can and 1 small can of tomatoes
  • 4 small potatoes, peeled and cut into bite-sized chunks
  • 1 pound green beans, washed with ends snapped off
  • A few basil leaves
  • Salt to taste
  • 1/4 cup grated parmesan cheese

1. Parboil beans by bringing water to a boil in a large pot and then adding the beans, letting them cook for about four minutes. Remove and set aside.

2. Heat oil in a saucepan and brown meat on all sides, remove from pan, and set aside. For great tips on browning meat (including why we do it), see Miss Vickie’s How to Brown Meat.

3. Add onion and garlic and saute until translucent.

4. Add tomatoes.

5. Put meat back in the pan and add potatoes and green beans.

6. Add basil and salt.

7. Let simmer for an hour to an hour and a half until meat is cooked and tender.

8. Just a few minutes before you take the pan off the heat, add parmesan cheese and mix through.

9. Serve hot with fresh Italian bread.

Buon appetito!


Love Thursday: Ring Around the Wrist

Back in 2007, I wrote about my mom’s friend/mother-like figure Kitty in Remembering the Silver Years. As Kitty was being moved into a nursing home, she was giving my mom all kinds of amazing gifts from her past, many of which my mother passed on to me, as I wrote about in the post.

Our dear Kitty passed away a few months after that, and my mother then inherited more of her things, mainly jewelry. When my mom came to visit me last summer, she brought remembrances of Kitty’s life with her and we went through them, piece by piece.

I’m not a big jewelry person. I would never request any as a gift because I just don’t wear it often enough, but jewelry as keepsakes of those who have passed on? The best.

A ring, necklace, bracelet, or watch not only physically touched the person at one time, it also surely touched her on some emotional level–a memory of picking it out in the store, the first time she wore it, who had given it to her (for better or worse), how it was always too big or small, etc.

So many of Kitty’s pieces are beautiful, and I’m sure each could tell quite a tale as she lived a most interesting life, but my very favorite is this one:

Vintage heart bracelet on Flickr

What could be more special than a heart wrapped around my wrist, reminding me of a person who always made me smile and who loved me like a granddaughter?

Happy Love Thursday everyone!

Do you have special pieces of jewelry that were passed down to you?


What’s Cooking Wednesday: Purpette – Polpette – Meatballs

Meatballs/Polpette/Purpette on FlickrI have been blogging for over two years and I haven’t posted my grandmother’s meatball recipe? What’s that about?

It could be because we really don’t eat them very often here. As you may or may not have heard, even though it’s probably the most popular menu item in Italian restaurants abroad, Italians in Italy really don’t do the whole “spaghetti and meatballs” thing–and if they do, the meatball is huge and served as a second dish after the pasta. Usually.

I say usually because in my house, I make the meatballs much smaller, like my grandmother taught me, and we (yes, including P) eat them right alongside the pasta–just like I love them. But only if they’re homemade.

When I was in the States, you see, I never, ever ordered meatballs in an Italian restaurant because I knew I wouldn’t like them; fellow diners would get them, I’d try a bite, and nope. Never like my grandmother’s.

If you’ve never made meatballs (polpette in Italian; purpette in Calabrese), trust me–they really *are* worth your time, and they don’t actually take too much effort to make, especially once you’re past the stage of measuring anything, which I’ve been for many years. I used to be the meatball mixer and roller with my grandmother on Saturday nights after church, and some things just stick with you, you know?

I’ll never forget how cold my hands would get while digging into the mixture. My grandmother used to run warm water over them when I’d complain too much, but then I was right back to work.

So below is my grandmother’s recipe for this week’s What’s Cooking Wednesday. Measurements are extremely approximate, but they are the ones she gave me way back when, and now they are yours.

Mangia mangia!

Meatballs – Polpette – Purpette

Meatballs/Polpette/Purpette on Flickr

  • 1/2 lb ground veal
  • 1/2 lb ground pork
  • 1/4 cup breadcrumbs
  • 1 egg
  • 1 tablespoon parsley
  • 2 teaspoons onion powder or 1 onion very finely chopped
  • 1 teaspoon garlic powder or 1 large clove of garlic very finely chopped
  • 2 tablespoons grated Pecorino Romano cheese
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • olive oil (for frying)

1. Put all the ingredients in a large bowl and combine until the mixture sticks together.

2. Roll into golf-ball sized balls.

3. Fry in hot oil, turning with a wooden spoon until all sides are browned.

4. Add to sauce of your choice and let simmer for at least fifteen minutes to be sure the meat inside is cooked.

Meatballs/Polpette/Purpette on Flickr

Buon appetito!


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