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I’m recently back from Puglia and have been enjoying some time looking over photo’s from previous trips. In amongst them I found this selection of cartapesta making in Lecce. Cartapesta is a paper making technique used for creating flowers and models, frequently angels and religious figures.
Luigi and Maddelena Baldari continue this traditional craft and I was lucky enough to be part of a group shown the process of production from making the paper to crafting the models and then given a chance to create a cornucopia to take home. They are a wonderful couple, so much fun and enthusiasm for their art and wonderful teachers.
Luigi and Maddelena have recently transferred their cartapesta making to Squinzano and can be found at the Wine and Olive School.
The tour was organised by Ylenia who can create a variety of different experiences for groups. Please take a look at her website there is far too much on offer to list here!
I was lucky enough to be part of a large party at The Table in Woodbridge recently. This was no accident, we were there for the chef! Lovely Mino Mazzotta had travelled from the Salento, the southern part of the heel of Italy to be guest chef for the weekend. On the Sunday the offering was a rolling buffet of wonderful Puglian flavours. Mino had created a wide range of fresh cold, hot, fish, meat and vegetarian dishes that are typical to his home area; from stuffed squid to gridded aubergines, salamis, octopus, beautiful meatballs – actually too many different dishes to list from memory. The meal was great value and you could (and we did) go up to the buffet as many times as you liked.
I had not been to the Table in its latest incarnation but was really pleased that we had one long table for our large party, which gave the feel of a big Italian friends and family gathering. The staff were really charming and we all enjoyed a long leisurely lunch followed by tiramisu, fruit salads and ice-creams; we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. The food was always going to be great, having tried Mino’s cooking before in the warmth of Italy, the only question was going to be if it transferred successfully to Suffolk – of course it did! There was a successful draw to raise money for Mino and his wife Val’s interests in supporting stray and injured dogs in their home area. Take a look at the Puglia Pooches pages for more information.
Thank you to The Table for hosting and I really hope Mino will be back to Suffolk again in the spring; if he isn’t I’ll just have to wait until I’m back in Puglia again for those luscious fresh, flavours.
Sometimes on holiday you come across little surprises – this time it was life, growing and fighting back. On a trip to a beautiful olive grove and market garden in Puglia I spotted these fungi growing in the base of an olive tree. I asked if they were edible and was told very firmly NO! I wish I’d had the where with all with me to do the identification, if I had I would have snuck back once it got dark to take another look. I’m pretty sure the little beauties are Omphalotus olearius aka Clitocybe olearia aka Jack O’lantern; apparently they glow in the dark from the gills when the spores are mature, all very hobgoblin.
The second treat was the exploding cucumber – equally inedible but if you are not wise in advance you can think you are being shot at by an air pistol the seeds fly at 60 mph!
Looking like an innocent unopened poppy flower the seed pods squirt seeds at you as they fall to the floor.
Watch the second half of this video to see just what goes on.
On return home it was clear that nature had been doing wonderful things in the UK too…
Guagnano in Puglia is at the heart of the Negroamarro territory and last summer was home to a wonderful evening of wine, food, art and music in the form of Terra del Negroamarro 2012. Earlier in the week Donna and Paola had hosted a tour of three cantinas in the area ranging from a small family affair, to a co-op, to a smart modern set up. The behind the scenes look at the work, lives of those involved and of course testing the products, with drivers and translators to hand makes for a great day out! They work hard to find the best places to visit and to arrange the whole experience so I won’t burst the bubble by saying which places were on the tour, but they are all very good.
The evening event was wonderful, as usual arriving too early, the booths were still being constructed and there was not that much evidence of what would follow. A short sojourn to a café and gradually it was evident that people were moving towards the old town centre. On leaving the café the ends of streets had candles alight and following them led to the town in all its glory. Suddenly thronging with people and queues at the ‘casa’ discussing what tickets to buy. On this occasion a ticket would buy a glass for tasting and a certain amount of samples of wine or various options on numbers of plates of food. Basically you exchange the tickets as tokens for food and wine. Different cantinas had paired with restaurants.
One of my favourites was the mozzarella stall, where they were making mini mozzarella fresh. There was such a range of dishes, candle lit roads leading to the stalls, fabulous wine, lots of live music and art shows to go with it.
An evening for strolling in very busy streets doing the circuits with a new experience at every corner.
The wine tour was arranged via Debbie and Bob hosts for the fortnight. Donna and Paola both have villas too, follow the links under their names. I thoroughly recommend doing a wine tour with people who have researched the cantinas and developed valuable relationships, the behind the scenes views, translation (and transport) are well worth it.
This summer one of the great things was being introduced to Yle. This lovely lady is Puglian through and through; she loves the slow life and understands what makes the area so special. She is also prepared to share, and being well connected can introduce you to a range of experiences. Through Debbie and Bob a fantastic day was organised; Yle had set up a cooking experience (or pool day and eating for those who didn’t want to cook) at the stunning Masseria Provenzani.
Under the tutelage of Mama Julia we learnt to make orechiette and the tubes of pasta that together make ‘married’ pasta. As you will see from our pasta tray some were more uniform than others!
We also learnt the art of pastacciotto, chaos cakes, not the little versions that are eaten with coffee in Lecce; a larger family sized version for the whole group to eat. Then there were various breads, a tomato sauce and lovely faro polpette. The atmosphere throughout the morning was wonderful, gentle chatter, learning how to use the palestra della cucina, the kitchen gym – all that exercise, philosophy and opportunities to set the world right, some wine, more chat and the smells of the cooking filling the room.
There was the opportunity to look around the beautiful Masseria too, decorated in Salento style, simply bringing together modern tastes with rural history the effect is effortlessly tasteful.
By mid afternoon everyone was able to sit out, around a long table and tuck into the food that we had created, joined by the non cooking members of the group. Once the meal was digested the rest of the afternoon was spent swimming in circles around the olive tree island. An amazing day; you can see more of the type of days Yle can arrange for you at her Cooking in Puglia site.
The snow is deep outside and I am finally checking through the pictures from last year’s trip to Puglia. No train this year as we travelled via Greece using the bus, ferries and train to get from Skiathos to Brindisi. As in previous years we stayed with Bob and Debbie at Casa Mare, Contrada Cipolla a few miles south of Brindisi and right on the Adriatic. With Bob and Debbie you are always assured of a fantastic welcome, great welcome basket and they have now become good friends. Sadly my camera is broken but Debbie gave me the use of hers, I’m tempted to adopt it! Over the next few evenings I will write my ‘Postcards from Puglia’, they may give you some ideas of great things to do in the region. This one though is just to give you a feel for Casa Mare, a fantastic base for a holiday, with all the key areas readily accessible from glorious beaches to ancient towns, food festivals for the greedy and water-sports or cycling for the energetic. During out time at Casa Mare we had some great meals with friends old and new and I’ll own up to not writing any new stories about the Onion Cats, far to busy taking part in cook schools, wine tours, carta pesta classes and the like, pictures to follow in the next postcards. If you are interested in staying at Casa Mare or Debbie and Bob’s other property Villa Rosa at nearby Casalabatte I would recommend taking a look at the websites for full details and booking sooner rather than later as they will fill quickly with repeat visitors in the next few weeks.
Another short story made it to the ether app recently – Take Three; Chefs is the result of an over active imagination when applied to one of @PumpStreetBakery’s tweets and my slightly bizarre interest in flies. You can read more about it here.
I also recently posted a story on a site called Circalit; it is a ghost story called Rome. I trimmed down a longer story to fit the criteria of the competition, it involves my favourite Roman woman Fulvia Flacca Bambula one day I would love to study her in more detail.
Just back after another vacation down in Puglia. The region around and below Lecce is known as Salento, named after ‘sale’ or salt (thanks Silvestro) but known as the land of sun, sea and wind. The whole journey was done from Campsea Ashe in Suffolk down and back to Brindisi by train. None of this would be possible without the man in seat 61, the guide to when and how to book the various stages of the journey. All the trains ran smoothly and the contrast between the halt at Camspea Ashe [sorry as far as the trains are concerned it’s Wickham Market, but it’s not] and the massive station at Bologna is amazing.
This year the upgrade to Leisure Select on Eurostar was well worth the effort as the at seat meal trays were tasty lunches and the journey times were perfect. The food on the night sleeper from Paris Bercy to Bologna was a huge improvement on last year and the company was first class; a spectacular French/Italian lady who layered conversations in both languages at fast speed. I’m sure we discussed everything from religion to cleaning plates with bread (making a little shoe in Italian – faccio la scarpetta) but whole chunks of it slid by with me nodding madly and hoping the nods were in the right places. It was a pity we didn’t have a bit more transfer time in France to meet up with family.
Safely at Villa Rosa this was destined to be an unwind holiday, with minimum travelling about, plenty of socialising with cooking from the abundant market and gorgeous meals out.
Of course there was the pilgrimage to Lecce, home of the purple bike, locks on posts and espressino freddo.
Top places to eat this trip were:
- Bahianegra, Casa l’abate sea views, fish and pizzas the specialities
- Il Botteghino, Lendinusso; mussels, in fact so much antipasti no more food was required!
- Masseria Li Manchi, Squinanno great antipasti and fabulous courtyard setting
- Cin Cin Bar, Lecce – central spot to drink Espressino freddo and eat pastries whilst people watching, go after 12.00 for the espression freddo, each one different depending on who makes it.
- Also managed to find somewhere slightly better than the restaurants next to the station at Bologna. Ristoranti Victoria, snappy service and pretty good nosh.
The high spot in terms of outings was a trip to three cantinas. Debbie and Bob (owners of Villa Rosa) have linked with the wonderful Donna and Paola, Italian speaking Americans, to create a tour which ranges from a co-operative, to a high-tech winery, to a small family set up. The wines are all excellent award winners. The glory is having the tour, the on hand translation, the story of the individual cantina and the chance to taste extensively from their ranges from light fizzy whites, to summery rosatto and robust reds with some stronger and sweeter wines to go with Christmas pud.
The reading list this trip:
- Risk – the science and politics of fear by Dan Gardner. Worth a read, I felt it laboured the point a bit and at times I wanted to scream. However, there are elements in this that everyone should read, about why we are frightened of the wrong things and not the things that are far more likely to happen.
- Under the Tuscan Sun by Frances Mayes – well when in Italy…..
- Map Addict by Mike Parker – I started this ages ago and then didn’t finish it. I love it, my kind of book but then I share his addiction.
- The Quiet Girl by Peter Hoeg – sort of a Scandinavian Psychoville
- Mostly though it was Take off in Italian, I keep trying but still not sure if it my complete absence of learning or the fact that the Salento dialect is so different; most of my shopping is pointing strung together with a few key phrases.
There is a new craze doing the rounds of Twitter; daily papers created from the links people tweet to your account. You create the paper at a site called paper.li. At first I wasn’t very inspired by the concept, but then I received a link to Nick Shore’s Suffolk paper and quite liked the idea. So turn on your Spotify, turn up the sounds on the playlist and sit down to my version of the Sundailies. The Sundailies are all the Sunday supplements in one place, updated daily. For me an easy was to summarise hat has been going on in my bit of the Twitterverse whilst my back has been turned. As these are paper.li links they will update each day.
First the Vivia daily – the top news stories across the whole of my timeline today
Then local news in the Suffolk Daily – I hold great hope that one day Felixstowe Port will tweet ”
|QUINQUIREME of Nineveh from distant Ophir,|
|Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine,|
|With a cargo of ivory,|
|And apes and peacocks,|
|Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine|
Then on to lighter topics The clebs are all in the-A-Z-list section
For the moment I can not create; news-sport-tech, maps-and-that, writerly or news from the librarians as the limit is 10 papers, but I will as soon as the limit is increased.
In the meantime I leave you with the dfaolbilts section – it is likely to be quite random -dfaolbilts stands for “don’t fit any other lists but I like their style”- enjoy
The final post from the Italian holiday; just a few words about Casa Mare. It is a subject of good fortune that Debbie and Bob, who own Casa Mare and live there all year round, have now become good friends. We had a fabulous time going out and about to the sagra and restaurants with them. In the summer months they move into their basement and rent out the main house to paying guests. The garden is large and they use one side with a patio and vegetable garden leaving all the terracing and the pool for the guests to use.
The villa has spacious rooms, free wifi, a large bathroom with bath and separate walk in shower and an extremely well equipped kitchen. Debbie also provides one of the best welcome baskets, complete with home-made marmalade, chutney and lemoncello.
The house is close to the beach and some of the cats that have adopted Debbie and Bob like to stroll down to join the afternoon picnic. The cats have become the subject of stories I am writing, where they are known as the Onion Cats. The latest stories though have gone AWOL; I know I’ve put the handwritten notes somewhere, but where?
By the time we were ready to book for next year Casa Mare is already full. It will be Villa Rosa, Debbie and Bob’s other house, that will be home by the sea next time.
You may have seen a piece in The Sunday Times on 19th September by A A Gill on Puglia – try and find a copy if you can. I agree with some of the things he says (yes it is litter strewn and there are incomplete buildings), but I will continue to return. I don’t think I’m an ‘English fantasist, braying at the architecture’ and I would be delighted if no other English people discovered it; it is quite nice to remain a rarity in a holiday destination. Also anyone describing it as secret Italy is clearly wrong the northern Italians have been holidaying there for years.