La Grassa, or the fat one, is the nickname of the Italian city of Bologna, lovingly named so by the rest of Italy, because of its, well fatty, cuisine. You could also call me the fat one, as I gained 3 kilos or about 6.5 pounds during my three days in Bologna recently. So what… Continue reading Where to eat in Bologna (and why I gained 3 kilos in 3 days)
Tag: italian food
Weekend eating
This weekend has been a really lazy one. And a lot about eating, of course. On Friday I had a favourite of mine, a double homemade cheeseburger with Reypenaer cheese. It was pretty similar to my best ever burger I made last year, but this time with burger dressing (click here for recipe) instead of… Continue reading Weekend eating
Recipe for perfect spaghetti cacio e pepe
One of my favourite pasta dishes (okay I admit that most pasta related dishes are my favourites) is the simple yet delicious Roman dish’cacio e pepe’. Cacio e pepe means cheese and pepper, and that is pretty much the dish, with the addition of spaghetti and a splash of cooking liquid. Despite being a quite… Continue reading Recipe for perfect spaghetti cacio e pepe
Recipe for homemade truffled spaghetti carbonara
The other day I went to have dinner at one of my favourite restaurants in Stockholm; Urban Deli. There, I found that they sold fresh Gotlandic autumn truffles. The lady working the deli part of Urban Deli kindly allowed me to have a sniff before I decided to go ahead and buy the tiny but… Continue reading Recipe for homemade truffled spaghetti carbonara
Risotto cacio e pepe
Got a revelation the other day to try to combine one of my favourite pasta dishes ‘cacio e pepe’ with a risotto. Turned out really well. Below is how to do this cheesy, peppery and smooth risotto cacio e pepe. Ingredients Arborio rice or other prefered “risotto rice” One onion Garlic Chicken stock (or vegetable)… Continue reading Risotto cacio e pepe
A weekend of pasta in Rome
Visited Rome in November 2015 for a weekend of eating, sightseeing and general indulgence. My judgement might be slightly affected by the fact that I totally love Italian food and that the weather was 20 degrees celsius and the sun was shining. Something very important for a Swede coming from the borderline winter that is November. In… Continue reading A weekend of pasta in Rome