The
Centro Nazionale Studi Tartufi is housed in the same building as the
Alba Bra Langhe Roero tourist office. I never really knew what these guys did until this year when they started offering truffle classes. The smell of a good truffle is one of those things that once you get embedded in your brain, you know it. It's like for most of my adult life I am sure I drank more than my share of corked wine, but once I had someone point out what that really means, I can pick out a corked wine with the best of them.
With truffles, there is a smell that (because of the nature of smell) is hard to describe, once those synapses fired in my brain, I would describe as earthy, hay, slightly garlic with maybe a hint of honey. At least for the variety here in Alba When I smelled a too ripe specimen a slightly ammonia smell prevailed. A fresh truffle should be firm and a too ripe truffles will have a little give when pinched. Too young, you might as well be eating dirt, so we won't go there.
So what does this have to do with truffles in America?
Well, December 8, 2007 was the first International Fiera del Tartufi symposium where they invited people to represent the countries where truffles grow. Hungary, China, France and America. For various reasons (not the least of which was the people they really wanted were busy and I live here) they invited me to represent America.
Read More......Truffles, Piedmont, Piemonte, 45th parallel, Italy, Italian
When we invited our friends over for our holiday called Thanksgiving in Italian it translates to Giorno d' Ringraziamento (day of many thanks) they were thrilled. I did all of the calculations for what looked to be a 20 pound turkey and didn't overextend myself on the side dishes; for John - squash with hazelnuts, for me - brussels sprouts with pancetta and to give thanks to the guy who deserves the most I would make Aldo's favorite version of potato... mashed. Read More......Italian, Italy, Thanksgiving, Festa del Tacchino
Every two years
Slow Food invites the world of cheese to congregate in the village of Bra for it's biennial Cheese festival. This year the weather was perfect, the cheese and wine all delicious albeit a bit overwhelming.
To get there I took Neive to Bra train so I could avoid the inevitable parking nightmare. On the ride home I was rewarded listening to the banter and conversation throughout the packed train car with locals from every small village along the way comparing their purchases and making plans for their unusual and exotic cheese discoveries.
The Piemonte is one of the most cheese-centric places in the world. The idea of what is local takes on a whole new meaning when virtually every single hill and valley that wrap around this region has its own unique expression of cow, goat and sheep milk.
I had the pleasure of walking through the village with my friend Joseph Guth, owner of the specialty food importer
Provvista based in Portland, OR. Joe was in town looking for small artisan cheese producers the Italians call caseificio or formaggeria. I learned a thing to two about the cheese business that I never knew before. I have to say that I never knew that there was a very important middle man in cheese called an
Affineur or Affinatori in Italian.
This is a person or a company whose job it is to "refine" the cheese. Since most artisan cheese evolves and changes based on time and conditions. It is the job of an Affineur will store and care for the cheese until it is at the right moment for serving. Many Affineurs have actual caves that are naturally cool and humid which are the perfect environment for ripening cheese (as well as storing wine, but that is a different story).
The bond between the calseificio and the affineur and in turn the importer and retailer (or restauranteur) is paramount to ensuring the highest quality product for the client.
...slow food, cheese, affineur, affinatore, calcificio
Hiking in the wine country is not in and of itself an unheard of thing. But this being Italy and more specifically Piemonte, it must be done with food and of course wine! There are a handful of villages that hold an annual hike with food stops along the way. You buy your ticket at the beginning and follow the route to each stop along the way. The hike is through wineries and neighboring farms. The event in La Morra is called the
Mangialonga and it is help on the last Sunday of August. If you're planning a visit to the region during the summer months, it is an event not to be missed.
The program for the 2007 Mangialonga:
To start you off a glass of white wine.
The first stop or
tappa is assorted salume with a Dolcetto from La Morra
The second stop or
tappa is ravioli al plin with a selection of red wines from La Morra
The third stop or
tappa is bocconcici di vitello with polento and a D.O.C.G. nebbiolo called Roero
The fourth stop or
tappa is a prestigious cheese service and Barolo D.O.C.G. wines from La Morra
The fifth stop or
tappa is a selection of sweets with hazelnuts and D.O.C.G. Moscato d' Asti
The cost is 30 Euro and reservations can be made at the tourist office in Barolo.
Val Maira (not Maria as I thought for a long time) has for a long time been an unknown little corner of Italy but like many things I think it is about to change.
Along the north west border of Italy lies the Maritime Alps which forms the border with France. In fact depending on what pass you take you will end up at the Mediterranean if you take the Limone pass and Provence if you pass the Colle d' Maddelanea.
What makes Val Maira and Val Grana unique is they are dead end passes unless you are an expert hiker or traveling with a donkey.
The hike begins at an assigned time in the morning in the center of town with a glass of prosecco, a nettle frittata and some bruscetta with anchovy sauce before taking off up the hill. The hike seems to change somewhat each year, and this year it was a bit more demanding in the uphill climb. The second stop was at a church mid way up the hill, we saw several Italian friends at this stop with Arneis and salami before heading further up the hill to Ruta Valle where we had a fantastic stew and zucchini with Nebbiolo before rounding the corner to our town Morenesio for cheese (we are in the middle of cheese country here!) and Barolo and Barbaresco and finally off to the Santuaria d’ Santa Maria for dessert a dessert prosecco, coffee, cookies and grappa! ...Festa, Val Maira, Stroppo, Hike