6 Original Recipe, 6 Tenders, 8 Hot Wings – long live the Colonel!
Of all the Mother’s Days in years past, none included fast food and certainly none in Italy meant a bucket from KFC. I actually don’t mind cooking (something special of course) but as we were celebrating USA and Italy, I knew the day would be much more relaxing if I didn’t need to lift a finger in the kitchen.
The total weight amounted to just over 2 ounces at 199.00€/kilo
Who am I kidding?!! I went back on my ‘no cooking’ stand as soon as I spotted imported beef…from Japan. If someone had told me 5 years ago that wagyu would find its way here to major supermarkets in Italy and not just trendy restaurants, I would’ve thought them overly optimistic. I made sure to scrutinize every detail on the packaging. Born, fattened, and slaughtered in Japan. Butchered in Italy.
I’ve never seen marbling like this, up close and personal
The 3 tiny pieces (2 x 4 inches, more or less) required only a quick flip on a very hot griddle and they practically melted in the mouth. Such a special treat to have another country represented at the table and a better choice than what is proffered as sushi at a grocery store. Italy towered over the Colonel by way of Tuscan Belsedere – nice ass – a name that probably only Italians can get away with, no?
Belsedere – Sangiovese, Merlot, Cabernet Sauvignon
Walking into Iperal supermarket (Calolziocorte) earlier this month I see this out of the corner of my eye and stopped dead in my tracks. WHAT? They’re serving (or had been serving since summer is now over) this most treasured of Hawaiian quick meals? Now I’m going to assume that everyone knows what poke bowls are, but if by some stroke of bad intel you really don’t, here’s a little primer in 50 shades of poke. You simply fill a bowl with rice and top with poke of choice, like this:
The ‘Gorilla Bowl’ (no, it does not have ape!) from Makai Sushi in Kukui’ula Market, Kauai.
I was drawn to the first one – Hamachi & salsa Ponzu (12.90€) – but unless they’re keeping them on the autumn menu, I’ll most likely have to make my own.
And thank goodness it’s for a short time only. Did someone in the corporate think tank just wake up? With hundreds and hundreds of sagre (food festivals) occurring every year all over the peninsula, I can’t see how The Clown could’ve missed this golden opportunity from the beginning. Take a grilled pork sausage patty, slap some sauce on it, and voila! La Sagra is born! Even for a sagra purist like myself, how could I resist marketing like this?
Okay, so it wasn’t the greatest of fast food meals but I liked that they offered a can of Peroni for just 30 cents extra. Certainly it does not compare to juicy salsiccia grilled over a fire, but if McD’s really wanted to get into the sagra spirit – I mean REALLY, a sagra is supposed to be fun! – they would’ve hung a salame from the ceiling to see what happens next.
How long is the salame? Guess the correct answer and it’s yours!!