All of sudden an uncontrollable urge to taste my late great-grandmother's amazing
pizzagane pie has recently overcome my
taste buds. I literally hadn't had it in years but I could feel the
eggy crust and delicious cheese and salted meat center through my
neuro-senses so intensely, I called up my Aunt Karen and asked her for the recipe. Of course when she was re-
iteratiring the late, great
Elviria Ferrante's recipe she prefaced it with, "Now, there are no measurements for this." Classic. I took my notes like a good student and taking what I know of cooking in general plus the taste my brain is telling me I remember perfectly, I did it-I made the
Ferrante Pizzagane.
Now, I would love to share this recipe with you but as they say, it's gotta stay in the family. I will tell you its a basic egg dough, ricotta cheese, provolone cheese, and salted, dry Italian meats. I took my pizzagane to Sunday night dinner and I am proud it say, it was a hit! Of course Mr. T's caponata was the bell of the ball, but it always is. Ciao! Mangia!
(look at the size of this sucker!)
4 comments:
It looks so good I can almost taste it!! I must have one!!!!!
That is huge! Massive! Large and in charge! Perfect for 1. :)
Rachel, Nice job on the pizzagane, you did your GGma proud!
Nice work ~ this looks delicious! Wish I had one sitting in front of me (a real one, not a virtual one) right now.
YUM!
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