During a dinner party at ours last night, a guest said exactly just that when I pointed out the stash of panettone and pandoro. As if they weren’t so obvious. Panettone, if you’ve never heard of it, is originally from Milan. Every winter holiday season we go overboard on these, justifying each purchase with the agreement that it’ll be the very last one. Right.
We changed strategy this year and gave up the 25€/kilo, gotta-drive-far-to-get artisan breads for ones that cost half as much and are conveniently available at the supermarket. We liked G. Cova’s pear and dark chocolate chunk so much (the green box in the first photo) that we bought another one for ourselves and one for my father-in-law. We also tried Loison for the first time ever – a panettone with sweet chestnut puree swirled throughout – and deemed it pretty good for the price (11.90€ for a 750 gram loaf). I may be more of the non-traditional type, fancying gourmet fruit combos over the original candied citrus and raisins, but Natale ain’t Christmas without a whole load of panettone.