Issue No.
17, July 2010 What's going on over there in Pornanino, I wonder! Well, all right. We do apologize for being late again. To think that we prided ourselves on being punctual to the day - Mother Nature could have set her clock right by our seasonal Olive Oil Newsletters! As a matter of fact we've been little busy bees buzzing across the ocean to promote our favorite obsession at a number of trade events. We made a splash! So flattering, but time consuming as well. Can't wait to tell you all about it. Happy summer, dear olive oil friends who were discerning enough to recognize real quality when you stumbled upon our Pornanino extra virgin delight!
We'd love to hear from you! Here's our email address oliveoil@chiantionline.com. Editor and copy: Francesca Boggio Robutti
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Franco’s olive grove diary
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- What a strange spring we've had this year. One day the air felt warm and reassuringly spring-like, and the next it was pouring down in a very un-Tuscan way. Why, on summer solstice day it was as cold and drab as Halloween! Mother Nature is supposed to be capricious. She likes to keep lowly mortals alert with her unpredictability and is careful not to repeat herself from one year to the next. Those in our line of work (farmers everywhere unite!) have long given up any hope of ever making sense of her moods. This year she had us torn between hope and despair as seasons mixed without rhyme or reason, sending out crazy signals - an unseasonably mild spell in March was followed by chilly rains for days on end; after an exceptionally warm Easter week came more rain, which lasted right into May. The weather seemed to have mended by the beginning of June, but it was one of Nature's jokes. Barely a couple of sunny weeks later Italy celebrated the Summer solstice with freezing temperatures, tropical downpours and a sprinkling of snow - all at one go. Then, quite as suddenly, temperatures shot up to muggy heat. Thanks to wildly see-sawing temperatures, Italy sneezed and coughed its way through spring, never quite knowing what to wear in the morning. Will this be a coat-and-scarf day, or a shorts-and-sandals one? Mm, looks sunny, but can we trust the weather to hold for more than a few hours? It's been a bet! One thing we can be sure of is that draught is not going to be a threat this year! We've had so much rain it's bound to last until Christmas time, at the very least. As far as our olive trees are concerned, the vagaries of spring didn't seem to concern them much. Short of a severe frost (which thankfully Mother Nature spared us), it takes more than a spell of glum weather to ruffle their leaves. Now it will be crucial that we have a true-blue Tuscan summer of the hot and dry variety that olive trees like so much. If the weather starts to behave, we can get rid of the excess water that would otherwise unnecessarily bloat the fruit, making it jumbo-sized but not any richer in oil content. What with the dismal weather that didn't encourage outdoor activities beyond the strictly necessary, and the cool temperatures that curbed the over-exuberant spring growth we have to battle on milder seasons, this year we had more time on our hands. Therefore, after clearing out the accumulated clutter as we mentioned in the last issue of the Newsletter, we decided it was high time we did a spot of travelling around to freshen up our perspective and keep in touch with the wide world that stretches beyond the peaceful confines of our olive groves. Whoever said you are entitled to rest on your laurels just because you make wonderful olive oil. Also the fact that none of us are getting any younger as time goes by (not even Franco, can you imagine!) is no excuse to get complacent or too cozy. So off we went to a few trade events, to sniff the wind and gather new knowledge and see whether we can find new ways to move the boundaries of excellence a little further. Because there's no limit to what you can achieve if you really set yourself to the task. And you can bet we will! ![]()
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Forging ahead
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He who stands still is lost, as the old adage says. That is why Franco and family went to the Summer Fancy Food Show to parade their extra virgin olive oil, and see what the new trends are in the glitzy world of natural and specialty food.
If you'll excuse us quoting directly from the organizer's website, "since 1955 the Fancy Food Shows have been North America's largest specialty food and beverage marketplace. Between the Winter Show in San Francisco and the Summer Show in New York City, they bring in more than 40,000 attendees from more than 80 countries to see 260,000 innovative specialty food products, such as confections, cheese, coffee, snacks, spices, ethnic, natural, organic and more.
Only members can exhibit at the Shows, where retailers, restaurateurs, distributors and others discover innovative, new food and beverage products. The Shows are attended by every major food buying channel, influential members of the trade and consumer press and other related businesses." Well, as you have no doubt guessed, the Fancy Food Show is just THE place to be to get in touch with the shakers and movers in the specialty food business! To be quite honest, we had a few qualms when the idea of attending first came up - somebody actually invited us. Goodness, we thought, are we up to it? I mean, talk about family business. We're way too small for something like that! But they insisted that there's a bit of everything at the Fancy Food Show, and everybody get to showcase their products, which is what makes it so interesting. Specialty and excellence is what buyers come to experience and that's exactly what they get, at the huge annual gourmet food fair. It sounded convincing, so off we went to New York City like the ersatz Italian family - with Franco leading the delegation, son-in-law Matteo as second in command and Franco's daughter Francesca to cheer the troops to battle. When the doors opened, on 28 June, it was like entering an Aladdin's cave of wonders. This year's edition boasted 2,500 exhibitors coming from over 40 countries, so you can imagine the wonderful palette of colors and inviting smells that fairly caused the air to shimmer and tingle with delight. The only downside to the whole thing was that we had to man our own little desk round the clock, which was a pleasure in itself, of course, since it gave us a rare opportunity to indulge in our favourite obsession (talking about olive oil) to an informed and genuinely appreciative audience. But still, it would have been fun to lose ourselves in this paradise of the connoisseur - what we call buongustaio in Italian, meaning somebody who can distinguish, and appreciate, good food. By all accounts it seems that this year's edition of the Summer Fancy Food Show was unexpectedly well-attended despite the crisis. And Italian food was paramount (250 exhibitors, the largest group by country). Some old hands remarked that the downturn actually served to highlight quality, as so-so products were pushed out of the market and producers had to make an effort to upgrade or perish. Complacency is definitely out, as buyers are no longer prepared to settle for less than the best. Good news for all of us, by the way. So here's the bottom line - our humble family business where quality comes first and foremost turns out to be cutting edge! And we really made a splash with our tiny production and love for nature's pure and simple ways. And for the duration of the Show we had the thrill of feeling trendy. Gosh, so cool! Don't you worry, though. The intoxication vanished in a flash as soon as we were back home, on our good old Pornanino estate, put-putting around in the rusty red tractor wearing very unglamorous overalls. Not for us the glitz of city life. Our roots are here, in the stony, dry soil of Chianti.
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White pests
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- One reason why we don't have to keep an eye on our olive groves all the time is that we are blessedly free of the tiny flies that make life miserable for most other olive oil producers, besides forcing them to spray pesticides to protect their harvests.
As the old saying goes, the smaller, the nastier. Olive trees can withstand the passing of time and prosper for centuries; they will grow on the stoniest of sun-baked slopes; they fear neither the dry heat of summer nor the chilly winter rains. You can picture them as gnarled warriors standing guard over a Mediterranean tradition going back over the millennia.
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Heavenly eating guide: prosciutto
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Welcome to a new column that is sure to interest our gourmet friends. Italian food is a favorite around the world, but are you sure you really know what your number one choice is all about?
Try asking an Italian shopkeeper for prosciutto and all you'll get is a blank stare, because the term by itself is vague to the point of uselessness - there are so many kinds, you see.
The most basic distinction is between cotto (cooked) and crudo (uncooked) and it's a very major one, despite the fact that they both come from the same cut of pork.
Cold cuts, or salumi in Italian, are one of the corner-stones of Italian cuisine. They come in a huge range of types, as a thoroughly delectable proof of the famed creativity that permeates our extraordinary Boot. Basically, they were all invented as a way of preserving pork meat, which was paramount since pigs were traditionally slaughtered only once a year, in the autumn.
Country folk used to say that every single bit of a pig can be used. The fact that nothing is ever wasted explains the vast array of sausages, which the English word once again can't even begin to express. You wouldn't think that there could be so many variations to the simple act of putting ground meat, salt and spices into a tube of intestines! In Italy there are.
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It's summer time again. So hot that you fairly long for healthy, light meals packed with vegetables and as low in calories as they are high in flavour. Trust Italians to know just what it takes to brave the heat without giving up on flavour.
Country tart (serves 4)
1 courgette, approx. 7 oz |
8 slices of Tuscan bread |
Zucchini meat loaf (serves 4)
˝ lb ground meat (beef or any other kind) |
1 sprig fresh mint |
