31 October 2012

Italian Table Talk #5: Ognissanti and a Sweet Potato Cake



Nope. Never dressed up for Halloween.
Nope. Never baked anything Halloween-inpired.
Nope. Never done "trick or treat", and I don't think I have ever been to an Halloween party.

When I give these answers, I get some of those looks halfway through amused and pitiful.

Yes, I am old, born in the 80s; and yes, I am Italian, belonging to the generation of Italians that didn't get to fully experience such imported tradition and its load of kitch, and that possibly will never jump on the boat —because I have to admit, I feel quite bias about Halloween, a bit suspicious, a bit snobbish. I put it on the same level with Saint Valentine's day and Mother's day: something commercial, distorted, superficial. As for Italy, I have more and more the impression that, as we do with in many other contexts, we imported only the "empty box" without its content of traditions. And so we miss to discover that such traditions are surprisingly very close to ours.

This is why for this new episode of Italian Table Talk we thought of throwing some light on this particular time of the year, the beginning of November, which is particularly meaningful in Italian food culture and history, and which is also rich in food traditions and recipes, all somehow linked to the end of the harvest, based on fall seasonal ingredients, and often related to religious beliefs and cults. The way we will do it is somehow different from the other ITTs, as this time we will start from a piece of Italian food culture and from a traditional recipe and we will twist it, reinvent it, make it modern, but keeping the roots well planted into the past. The aim would possibly be to prove that traditions can evolve without being distorted, and that we can learn from our past and make it our present, without need for brainless photocopies of someone else's.

In Italy people celebrate on November 1st, day of All Saints (Ognissanti), and on November 2nd, Day of the Dead (Dì dei Morti). The  festivity linked to the Dead dates back to Celtic origins: for Celts, the new year began on November 1st, in correspondence with the end of a farming cycle and the beginning of a new one, and from the night before, divinities were called on earth to bless the new farming year. On the night between October 31st and November 1st, spirits and divinities were known to walk on the earth, sharing such special moment in the calendar with humans. When Christianity took over Pagan cults, the festivity of Samahain (which then became Halloween) was turned into a Christian celebration of All Saints (Ognissanti), and of All Dead Souls (Giorno dei Morti) on November 2nd, yet maintaining somehow the origin and the substance of the ancient cult. In Italy, like in other Christian areas, the cult of the dead and the ancestor was particularly meaningful, and especially on this day it acquired big importance as well as a slightly dark connotation.

In Veneto, my region of origin, people were used to meet with the whole enlarged family to go to church and to the cemetery to pay visit to the dead members of the family, and at the end of the day, they would sit around the table to share an early dinner. The meal consisted of poor, seasonal foods such as polenta with beans (poenta infasoà), or polenta with pumpkin (poenta insucà), or rice and squash, or roasted sweet potatoes. Fava beans were also quite common, as they were considered a symbolic food since Roman times, when they were always present at funeral banquets. Fava beans were usually eaten simply boiled and seasoned (faoline); however, throughout the centuries people have invented recipes for cookies shaped like fava beans, which were meant to substitute the real beans in such recurrence, as fava beans were known to cause health problems in people suffering from a special form of anemia, quite diffused in Italy and transmitted genetically (favism). Fave dei Morti were made with almond meal and eggs or just egg whites became therefore very common for such a festivity a bit all over Italy, with some small differences between Tuscany, Veneto and Friuli. Other sweets would assume the shape of bones (ossa dei morti), fingers (dita dei morti), of symbolic animals etc., and they were usually all almond-based. However, they never made the house of the poor, unable to afford ingredients such as almonds, sugar and spices, and who most of the time didn't even have an oven but only a fire stove. Quite common were also dumplings or gnocchetti dei morti, which could be made with squash, sweet potato or normal potato (plus flour), boiled, and seasoned with butter, cinnamon and grated cheese. A recurrent habit, though, also among the poor people, was to eat early and leave a plate with leftovers for the dead that will pay visit to the house that same night. No one was leaving the house and going around that night –the street and the fields were for the dead.

As mentioned, poor people like farmers and peasants could rely only on seasonal ingredients coming straight from the fields, roasted on the fire place or cooked on a fire stove. In Veneto, sweet potatoes, called patate americane, where eaten with no seasoning, simply roasted and peeled. Traditionally, they were eaten starting on September 8th, and then on special days such as on S. Michele (29th), and for the Giorno dei Morti. White in paste, they were easily cultivated in the area of Polesine and one of the best sources of sugars and sweetness for the country families. Only later in time, with the diffusion of commercial ovens, sweet potatoes started to be used in the preparations of cakes and sweets. Some traditional ones from the lower part of Veneto, called pinze, were very dense and moist, and included apples and dried fruits.



Luckily enough, I had the chance to get hold of a recipe for a sweet potato pinza coming from a traditional, Slow Food-inspired trattoria in the Rovigo province, specifically from Bellombra. There, they have been making this recipe since years –the cake is called pinsa co' le patate mericane in the local dialect. The recipe is pretty straightforward. It calls for 1 kg sweet potatoes (the variety with the white paste), boiled, peeled and mashed, 100 gr flour, 100 gr grated bread, 4 T of sugar, 3 lightly beaten eggs, 1 small glass of rum, a handful of soaked raisin, walnuts, 2 thinly sliced apples, 1 bag (16 gr) of baking powder, 4 T of oil, salt, and just enough warm milk to have a smooth batter. All the ingredients are mixed together and then transferred in a buttered and floured pan, placed in a medium heat oven (I guess 175°C), for an hour or more, until the top crust is deeply golden.

Drawing inspiration from this recipe, I wanted to make a similarly dense sweet potato cake, something that could recall it in texture and flavor but made with whole ingredients instead. I chose to skip the apples but keeping the rum-soaked raisins, and turning white flour and sugar into their whole relatives. Unable to find those white sweet potatoes, I opted for the more common orange one –I guess the color would have been lighter but the flavor very close. The result tastes just like an old-school cake, one of those my grandma would make, with intense flavors and a thick, creamy, substantial texture. I love it slightly warm with my coffee, or after dinner with some sweet wine.

Before skipping to the recipe, take a good look at Emiko's chestnut cookies, Jul's modern version of Pan co' Santi turned muffin size, and Jasmine's Pan dei Morti. I think these will keep you covered for a few fall days. Have a sweet, cozy Ognissanti!

Sweet Potato "Pinza" Cake

butter and flour for the pan
1/2 cup raisins 
1 tablespoons rum (or sweet wine such as moscato passito or vin santo)
1 cup whole-wheat pastry flour or white spelt flour 
1/2 teaspoon salt 
1/2 tsp cinnamon 
1 pound sweet potato (450 gr, about 1 large), cooked, peeled and mashed 
 3 medium eggs 
 250 gr full fat yogurt 
 80 gr milk 
 2/3 cup packed light brown sugar 
 icing sugar for dusting 

 Preheat oven to 350°F. Butter and flour a 9-inch cake pan. To prepare cake, toss raisins and liquor in a small bowl and let soak. Whisk flour, cinnamon and salt in another bowl. Combine mashed sweet potato and eggs using a whisk. Add yogurt, milk, and sugar, and beat until combined. Stir in the dry ingredients until the batter looks evenly moistened. Stir in the raisins and any remaining liquor. Spread the batter in the prepared pan. Bake the cake until a toothpick inserted into the center comes out clean, about 1 hour. Let cool in the pan for 10 minutes, then remove using a knife and let cool on a rack. Serve warm.


I'll see you here in a month for the next episode of Italian Table Talk. In the meantime, you can follow Italian Table Talk on Twitter at #ITabletalk, plus:

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16 October 2012

Oat Soda Bread – World Bread Day 2012

The package of dry yeast has been sitting in the pantry for a while. Bread-making, the one that involves kneading and waiting, is something I would like to have time for. A good loaf of bread needs no rush.

I am rushing a lot, lately, and with no fixed schedule even the simplest no-knead bread becomes a big endeavor. Yet, a meal without bread just doesn't sound right to me. I feel like I am missing something, like I am not completely satiated. No matter if it is to make a sandwich, or just to wipe up the sauce on my plate, or to help me collect the last forkful of salad, bread has to sit on my table, as fundamental as water. Most of the time, bread is also the staple snack between meals. A slice slathered with raw honey when I crave sweet, or drizzled with good oil and sea salt when I am in the mood for savory, it satisfy my physical and mental hunger.

I still enjoy making bread, as many times a week as I can. For much that I like buying a good loaf once in a while, having my bread on the table just makes me a bit more happy. The main difference, I guess, its the variety: I enjoy playing with different flours, seeds, herbs and spices, at times, also with different salts, or with beer, or with dried fruits and nuts. I just can satisfy my cravings instantly, just by doing what I feel like. The only way I can do it is by making soda bread.

I have been making this oat soda bread a lot, lately. Since when I discovered steel-cut oats, I have been adding them to the dough and never changed since. They add extra-crumbliness and crunchiness to the bread, which is very dense and crumbly by nature. The recipe is a collage of a lot of recipes I found around the web, and the results of various experiments on proportions.

Today, October 16, is the 7th World Bread Day, and this loaf will join the hundreds being posted today on this occasion. I hope you enjoy a slice.


Oat Soda Bread

1 1/2 cups oat flour
1/4 cup oat bran 
1/4 cup steel cut oats 
1 1/2 cups unbleached all-purpose flour 
 3/4 cup whole wheat flour, plus more for dusting and kneading 
2 tsp baking soda

1 1/2 tsp fine-grain sea salt 
1 cup water 
3/4 cup buttermilk OR oat milk with 1 T lemon juice, plus 1 T more for brushing the loaf


Preheat the oven to 400°F. In a large bowl, mix flours, bran, oats, baking soda and salt. Make a well in the middle of the bowl and add the liquid. Knead the dough with a wooden spoon until it barely comes together in a ball –add more flour if needed. Transfer the dough to a floured surface and pat it down into a flat disc, about 3 cm high. Brush the surface with some buttermilk or oat milk and dust with extra-flour. Using a very sharp knife, cut the surface of the bread –you can choose the pattern you like, I usually do either diamonds, or a cross or a star. Bake for 40 minutes, or until the crust is golden brown and the loaf holds its shape when pressed. Remove and let cool on a rack before slicing. The second day it is perfect toasted.

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12 October 2012

Membrillo Cake



Word kept.

This cake has become a favorite of ours recently. It is inspired by a Membrillo Cake found on my cooking bible, twisted here and there, and enriched by oats, poppy seeds and a hint of coconut. We absolutely love its fall-ish scent and its crumbly texture, and enjoy it especially in the morning, as an alternative to oatmeal when we are in the mood for a treat.

Quince jelly or membrillo is something I became familiar with recently, working in the cheese room, and seeing it paired with strong cheeses like Manchego. In Italy, the same quince jelly is called cotognata, but it has never been something popular in my family, being made especially in Sicily, where Spanish influences were very strong in the past.

I have to admit I have never loved jams with cheese, so whenever I bring home some, it is more for sweet dessert plans rather than for a a cheese platter. I tend to treat is as a normal jelly, adding it to cakes as I would with any other fruit jam. Which, as far as membrillo goes, is something quite common in Spain and Portugal as well.

In this cake, the jelly is added to the batter cut in tiny cubes, which melt to soft sweet pockets in the cooked cake. The soft jam pockets create a pleasant contrast with the oat-t flavor, the crumbly crumb  and the crunchy seeds. Sweet enough and healthy enough, is something we foresee to make over and over again. As fall has just begun.




Membrillo Cake

I tried both the dairy and the vegan version of this cake and I enjoyed both equally –they both work well. So, feel free to pick yours depending on dietary requirements and ingredients you have on hand. 

3/4 cup whole wheat flour
1/4 cup oat flour (or more whole wheat flour)
1/4 cup shredded unsweetened coconut
1/2 tsp baking soda
1/4 cup dark brown sugar
1/4 cup poppy seeds
1/4 tsp fine grain sea salt
grated zest of 1 lemon
1 egg, lightly beaten
1T butter (or coconut oil), melted
1/2 cup whole milk (or oat milk)
1/4 cup full-fat greek yogurt (or coconut cream)
150 gr membrillo (quince jelly), cut into tiny cubes
1 T rolled oats
1 T natural caster sugar
shredded coconut, for garnishing


Preheat the oven to 375°F and grease a 9-inch cake pan. In a large bowl, mix flours, coconut, baking soda, seeds, sugar, salt and lemon zest. In a medium bowl, mix egg, butter or oil, milk, and yogurt or cream. Add the wet to the dry ingredients and stir to blend. Add membrillo and stir more. Spread the batter into prepared baking pan, sprinkle the top with sugar and oats. Bake for 20-25 minutes or until deep golden and cooked through. Remove from the oven, sprinkle with coconut, and let cool before slicing. 
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10 October 2012

Lately



About a month passed since my last appearance here.

They are busy, happy times. Unplanned and yet welcomed.

A few things I have done lately:

– I climbed the highest dune in Europe, just around the corner from Bordeaux. I ate countless slices of tortilla and drank a good dose of Txakuli. I sunbathed in Spain and woke up to an unexpected British fall.

– I shared some photos and short stories here and here. And I found out I am one to follow.

– I have worked on this every single spare moment, updating and improving. My hope is to see the results soon.

– I have cooked sparingly, mainly for daily sustenance, copying from books and pins here and there.

– I have started working on my first, real photography assignment. Cooking tons, shooting tons, sleeping none.

– I met her, and her, her and her. Inspiring, talented people. Close and far friends.

– I have discovered rose hips.

More, soon. I will thank you for listening with a cake.

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Un mese è passato dalla mia ultima comparsa qui.

Sono tempi pieni, e sì, anche felici. Inaspettatamente tali, eppur benvenuti.

Una manciata di cose successe nel frattempo:  

– Ho scalato la duna più alta d’Europa, giusto a pochi chilometri da Bordeaux. Ho mangiato infinite fette di tortilla de patata e bevuto troppi bicchieri di Txakuli. Ho preso un po’ di sole spagnolo e mi sono risvegliata nel bel mezzo dell’autunno inglese, senza capire bene cosa sia successo nel mentre. 

– Ho condiviso foto e parole qui e qui. E ho scoperto di essere una da seguire.

– Ho lavorato a questo ogni mezzo secondo libero, innovando, migliorando, nella speranza che tutto si concretizzi al più presto. 

– Ho spignattato il minimo, giusto a livello di sopravvivenza quotidiana,  prendendo dal mio fedele libro e da pins qui e 

– Ho iniziato a lavorare al mio primo, vero progetto fotografico. Ho cucinato per eserciti e fotografato Gigabites come se piovessero, relegando il sonno ad attività superflua. 

– Ho incontrato leileilei e lei. Persone splendide e di grande ispirazione. Amiche vicine e lontane. 

– Ho scoperto l’esistenza dei rose hips (i frutti della rosa canina.)

Torno presto, promesso. Con un dolce, per farmi perdonare.



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