Today’s pranzo (lunch) was what I would call peasant food,
and it was damn good. It wasn’t any less intricate to prepare, in fact I had
more dishes to wash today than normal, but it was worth it. For the main dish,
I took some of a jar of passed tomatoes that I had left over, and I mixed it
with a little water, salt, olive oil and capers. Then I added chicken. It was
very saucy. Instead of serving over pasta, I ripped chunks of 2-day-old bread
and threw them inside the pan, then I turned the heat on medium and cooked it
all until the sauce had saturated the bread. It was filling and delicious, as
the bread added a whole new dimension of texture and flavor. As a side dish,
Mom made some string beans with garlic, oil and vinegar, and she baked
finocchio (fennel, and an Italian slur toward gay men, so context is important
when using the word). The fennel was baked with a little chopped onion, salt,
grana padano cheese and olive oil. It comes out tender and with an aroma that
makes the whole block jealous.