Oh the memories I have of my dad standing as guardian over the smoking barbecue, I can still see him in my minds eye in his cut off denim shorts and a Coors beer tank top. He had a fly swatter in one hand and a water squirt bottle in the other to calm the igniting flames.
We had our first guests at our new house this week, they arrived Sunday on the first really hot afternoon of the summer. Previously we had been happily sitting in the sun soaking up whatever sunshine was available. Then summer happened all in one day and our first guests arrived in the mid day heat. I could barely stand to open my front door, the heat was so intense as it beat down on us. We scrambled to find where to put the outside table so we could be in the shade, we found a nice spot behind the house in a little courtyard.
My Dad was not exactly known in our family for his cooking skills but he diligently stood watch over our outdoor BBQ since time memorial. I can still see him standing vigilant in front of the BBQ with smoke spilling out of the lid. He stood with his standard-issue “cut-off” jeans and a tank top, usually with a fly swatter in his hands or a squirt bottle to extinguish the flames. His two big contributions to my recipe repertoire are “Lemon Chicken” and Shish Kebab. Of course this should not undermine his huge contribution in handing down his Italian heritage to me and all of the love of cooking that came with it.
Grilled artichokes is a family favorite, even the pickiest of my nieces and nephews love the prickly thistle when it’s steamed, marinated and grilled. I can never take the drive to our coastline in Monterey without stopping in Castro Valley for some artichokes. They even have Italy beat in their pricing. Most of the year you can find 10 artichokes for a dollar at the Castro Valley roadside stands. I love the bargain as much as I love eating them!
The first time we tried these Cheese-Stuffed-Bacon-Wrapped-Spicy-Wonders-of-the-Appetizer-World was about 13 years ago in Hawaii. We were visiting friends on the island and they whipped up a BBQ extravaganza including Bacon Wrapped Jalapeño Poppers! I’m not sure if it was the friends, the beach scene of the Jalapeño Poppers but we never forgot them and promptly made them part of our cooking repertoire.
Last night Jeff and celebrated the conclusion of our one year anniversary living in Italy. It was over a year ago that I first started this blog and announced to the world that we were planning to move to Italy for a year. On August 28, 2017 we began our epic Italian journey and shortly after that we moved into our apartment in Nettuno by the sea.
