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The weekly market in Siena. |
To me, a city's street food is the soul of its culture. It's
honest, authentic, and traditional.
In Tucson, the street food is pretty amazing. While we do have
the beloved-if-recently-maligned taco trucks, we also have Sonoran hot dog
trucks (a hot dog, wrapped in bacon, served in a unique bun and topped with a
slew of condiments), as well as street vendors of red and green chile, fry bread,
wildflower honey, and
elotes (grilled corn). Not to mention all the food trucks
featuring cuisines from around the world, representative of the many people who
have made Tucson home.
What is the street food tradition where you live? Do you eat
street food when you travel? I am reminded of Anthony Bourdain's quote from
Kitchen Confidential when he was asked if he feared getting sick from eating
street food: “Your body is not a temple, it's an amusement park. Enjoy the
ride.”
My friend Paola Bacchia, who writes
Italy on My Mind, recently
published a book on Italian street food. Actually, the name of her book is just
that:
Italian Street Food.
It features many recipes with photos that showcase the beauty of
Italy's streets and foods. The book is divided not by regions, as one might expect, but is organized around ingredients or cooking method. Within each chapter are all the
regional recipes you could ever desire.
Putting this book together was a true labor of love for Paola, and it
really shows. When she was finished, she reached out to the culinary community
to so some recipe testing.
I am truly honored that she asked me if I would consider testing
a few recipes. Naturally, I said yes. One of my assignments was to make
olive
al'Ascolane. I made them one evening when Italian friends Annamaria and
Giuseppe were coming to dinner.
I told them we were having the olives and, already familiar with
them, Annamaria asked where I got them. I think she half expected me to say there
was a street vendor somewhere in Tucson that made them. I was proud to say I
made them.
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Venetian bar food - cicchetti - a great way to stave off late afternoon hunger! |
I was pleased they liked them, especially when they said they were as good as those
from any street vendor in Italy.
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A Venetian market. |
I recently made another recipe from the book - the
Polpette di
Pesce Spada (swordfish meatballs). This was for a neighborhood-wide progressive
tapas party; we co-hosted with Annamaria and Giuseppe at their home, where all
things offered were Italian. The dish was new to us all, and a big hit. I
thought you would enjoy them, too, so here is the recipe. I hope it tempts you
to get Paola's enjoyable book, which is readily available online.
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Campo de Fiori in Rome - our favorite vegetable vendor. |
Andiamo! To the streets!
~ David
Paola Bacchia, Italian Street Food
grapeseed or peanut oil for frying
1 pound swordfish, cut into 1/2-inch cubes
1 1/4 ounces pine nuts
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
2 teaspoons finely chopped oregano leaves
2 tablespoons finely chopped flat-leaf parsley leaves
1 3/4 ounces grated Parmigiano-Reggiano
1 large egg, lightly beaten
3 1/3 ounces bread crumbs
1 teaspoon orange zest
1 tablespoon freshly squeezed orange juice
1 ounce dried currants, soaked in 1/4 cup warm water for 15
minutes
Heat a splash of oil in a medium-sized frying pan over medium
heat. Add the swordfish, pine nuts, and ground cinnamon, and cook for 2-3
minutes, until the fish takes on some color and is just cooked through. Set
aside in a medium-sized bowl to cool at room temperature.
Add the herbs, Parmigiano-Reggiano, egg, breadcrumbs, orange
zest, juice, and currants. Season with salt and pepper and mix to combine well.
Roll small balls of the mixture, about 1 ounce in weight, and place on a baking
tray. Cover with plastic wrap and set aside in the fridge for at least 1 hour
and up to 3-4 hours.
Place enough olive oil in a frying pan to cover the base. Pan-fry
the meatballs, turning as required, for 2-3 minutes until pale golden on all
sides.
These polpette are equally nice hot, warm, or at room temperature
with a garden salad on the side.
Makes approximately 25.
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