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Welcome my friends, wherever you are!

I don't want this blog to be a sort of Italian cooking book but rather a personal homage to all the women of my life: aunts, grandmothers, friends and my mom of course. All of them have instilled the taste of classic food into me.

Can you gues what am I talking about?
Yes, that kind of cookery that for once just doesn't care about calories!
It's a cooking tradition that smells like wood burning into cast-iron stoves, fireplaces and bbqs and the synonym of which is holiday.

Things are different today: being a housewife is not a fixed choice anymore so we all prefer canned, pre-washed or pre-cooked food to microwave. It's easier and convenient for those women triing to match family and career.
I wrote "we" because I do it myself but in the meantime I strive to keep my tradition, to feel again the smell and taste that belong to my childhood memories.

And when a breath of steam raises from pots and pans, and different fragrances fill all the air around, then my mind flies back and back...

Olfactory memory is positevely the most powerful!

Ps, please be sensible towards my grammar...I'm Italian mother-tongue!