I think by now my regular readers will have gathered that I’m a complete and utter Italiaphile. I love the country, the people (my grandma being one of them), and most of all the food. Despite it’s no doubt devastating effect on my (ever-growing) waistline, I have pasta two or three times a week and, as with most people I’m sure, I have my favourites that never fail to delight and satisfy in equal measure. Most are ready within 20 minutes – surely one of the major perks of pasta – and all are delicious.
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Well, it’s two days until I go to Italy and the salad diaries must come to an end – as we always knew they would. I’ve really enjoyed navigating this world of tomatoes, capers, herbs, leaves, pulses (and meat!) and I really hope you have too. I also hope that I’ve demonstrated that salad doesn’t have to be boring and it is as versatile as any other genre of cooking. The initial point of this series was to get my body bikini-ready. Well, I have to admit that I don’t think I’ve been overly successful in that stated aim, but the salads along the journey have been their own reward. I finish on the Italian classic, Panzanella, in tribute to my very imminent to departure therewith.
As you saw with the meat salad, on day 3 of the salad diaries I went through real meat withdrawal. On day 5 it was the turn of the carbs. Attempting to go without pasta, bread or potato is actually a rather depressing undertaking, and as a person whose life revolves around the celebration and enjoyment of food, I’m really not one for denying myself of things. The secret (and it’s taken me many years to learn this) is moderation. So, I’m delighted to bring a little carb joy into this salad series. Afterall the whole point of these diaries is to display the wonderful variety that “salad” encompasses, and indeed every salad I’ve eaten (not all of which have been documented) has been both different and absolutely delicious.
OK. A girl can’t live on salad alone. Sometimes you really just need a little bit of meat. On precisely day 3 of the salad diet, my desire for meat took over. I needed meat and I needed it now. now. NOW. However, the rational side of my brain paused for a second before emptying the contents of my freezer on a frying pan. Perhaps there was a way of combining meat with a salad, thereby meeting myself somewhere in the middle. The result was the chorizo and prosciutto salad. Now, no one is pretending that this salad is super healthy, but it is super tasty (because it’s got meat in it, yay!).
Sometimes when you have friends round for dinner you want to do something a little bit different. You don’t want, for example, to be stuck in the kitchen whilst everyone else is having a good time together in the living room. Or you don’t want everyone to sit stiffly around the table as you grandly roll out course after course. Maybe you want to get everyone involved a bit more. So why not hold a pizza party?