Wow! This week’s circular from Caputo’s, a local Italian supermarket, made me sit up straighter with visions of red bell pepper recipes dancing through my head. At 89 cents a pound, they were practically giving the peppers away. As we say in Boston, what a bah-gain! (Although my husband’s job has taken the girl out [...]
I know it’s redundant, but I am an Italian foodie. My two sisters and I grew up in a thoroughly Italian household with a Sicilian mom and a Neopolitan dad—both equally good cooks. My dad and uncle owned a small Italian restaurant together, and it was the place to go for great home style Italian food, including wonderful homemade pizza. My dad has passed on; but, to this day, even if my 80-plus-year-old mom doesn’t know you’re coming, she’ll pull a 5-course meal out of the fridge in no time flat.
