I met with my literary group tonight. We read some Yeats and G.M. Hopkins.
I did the cooking for the meal to follow.
Tonight we were in Rome.
And I am pleased that what we had tonight tasted precisely as you would have in Rome.
The first course was Bucatini all’Amatriciana.
I must say that I did it according to the Roman preference, which includes onion.
Also, I was not working in my own kitchen. That is a huge liability when cooking, much less cooking for lots of people… including ecclesiastical prelates.
I prepped the Saltimbocca alla Romana.
Into the pan…
I reduced the juices and butter/oil with white wine into a sauce, which I put over the pieces in the serving platter.
Dessert included pears with cheese: Brie and Grana Padano.
I made a pie. Apple pie. I am not a good baker, btw.
And so, at the end of the evening, we decided we would focus on G.M. Hopkins for a while.
Thus, ended my evening, with lots of dirty dishes.
There was more… but that was the best part.