Nonna Carla was a great cook. Or so I have been told; I was too little when she passed away to remember.
But there are always the stories… I don’t think she knew how to make anything when she got married and there was something or the other about a giant panettone spilling all over the communal village oven – That, of course, didn’t stop her: if that, it made her more determined and adventurous in the kitchen.
It seems that once she did learn how to cook she loved feeding family and friends and she virtually fed my parents when they had married and were living in Panama, across the world from her home in Ostia, by enclosing some of her recipes to the long letters she wrote regularly. Continue reading “Italian Stuffed Onions”