#365 The end.

And there we go. The end of a journey. One year guys, as promised.

365 things I miss.

Thank you everyone for reading. I want to say bye with a last post.

The last thing I miss, is one of those things that any Italian think anytime he/she is abroad, but never says (well… not before the third glass of red wine…)

One among many signs of the greatness of Italian civilization:

If you don’t appreciate it, you are not Italian enough (not yet).

Read you soon!

(With a new project!) 🙂

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#320 I miss frutta di Maggio – 2

Ciliegie

una tira l’altra ‘you eat one and you want another one’ especially when you eat them directly from the tree.

Of course you can make marmellata with them

and good crostate

or torte (‘cakes’)

 

But you can also make an excellent sciroppo (a syrup that you can mix with water to have a soft drink)

or a liquor, maraschino for example is made with marasche, bitter cherries

Also you can make ciliegie sotto spirito, cherries preserved in spirit

(See also “I miss frutta di Maggio – 1” https://misshome.wordpress.com/2014/05/09/311-i-miss-frutta-di-maggio/ )

 

#313 I miss pasta fresca – 1

Fresh hand made pasta. Pasta ripiena, tagliatelle, lasagne

Or spaghetti alla chitarra

Named after the tool used to make them, the chitarra ‘guitar’

Deliciousness from Abruzzo

#292 I miss feste – 9

And finally Pasqua (Easter)!

The major Italian festa along with Christmas.

The whole family meet for the Mass (even if you are not very observant) and for (surprise surprise) a big lunch.

We eat agnello (‘lamb’)

Carciofi, o carciofi ripieni

and la Colomba pasquale (‘Easter Dove’) the typical cake, now common all over Italy

Children receive uova di Pasqua, ‘Easter eggs’

In Campania they prepare the Pastiera

A rich cake filled with boiled wheat, ricotta, candied fruit, fragrance of orange flowers and spices

In Puglia they have the Scarcella

or Cuddura in Sicily

In Trieste they make the Pinza triestina, a sweet Easter bread

and in Lucca the Pasimata, another type of sweet bread, with raisins and spices.

And nobody worries about leftovers.

PS: The Easter Bunny is not a thing in Italy because… he would end up in a pot with olives and tomatoes…

(See also “I miss feste -1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8″ https://misshome.wordpress.com/2013/12/25/176-i-miss-feste/

https://misshome.wordpress.com/2013/12/26/177-i-miss-feste-2/ 

https://misshome.wordpress.com/2014/01/07/189-i-miss-feste-3/

https://misshome.wordpress.com/2014/01/18/199-i-miss-feste-4/ 

https://misshome.wordpress.com/2014/04/13/285-i-miss-feste-5

https://misshome.wordpress.com/2014/04/17/289i-miss-feste-6/ ‎

https://misshome.wordpress.com/2014/04/18/290-i-miss-feste-7

https://misshome.wordpress.com/2014/04/19/291-i-miss-feste-8/ )

#285 I miss feste – 5

La Domenica delle Palme, ‘palm Sunday’

People brings to the Church branches of olive and palms leaves

Palmes are sometimes artistically  braided

A few cities are particularly famous for their braided palms, such as Bordighera on the Riviera Ligure.

In my area, in the past, Children use to bring to the Church a cake, along with their olive branches and palm leaves. The family met for lunch and shared the cake, a ciambella (lit. ‘donut’) or in my dialect canestrello that had been blessed during the Mass.

 

(See also “I miss feste -1-2-3-4″ https://misshome.wordpress.com/2013/12/25/176-i-miss-feste/

https://misshome.wordpress.com/2013/12/26/177-i-miss-feste-2/ 

https://misshome.wordpress.com/2014/01/07/189-i-miss-feste-3/

https://misshome.wordpress.com/2014/01/18/199-i-miss-feste-4/ ‎)