We sent Nonna and Nonno (not mine but Giulia’s) a small parcel for Christmas, in it there were some cookies, some spices from Grenada, some small gifts, it was a little parcel, but we felt quite pleased with myself because we managed to send it before Christmas and it almost arrived before Christmas. We don’t usually manage to send Christmas cards, let alone parcels on time, and so were happy to surprise Nonno and Nonna.
However, Nonna blew me away with her surprise, when a couple of weeks later the parcels below arrived. Giulia’s Nonna has made more than one guest appearance here as she shares her typical recipes from Puglia, such as stuffed meatballs, her recipe for making a typical crostata, or demonstrates how to make pasta, the vegetables she sent us were also the basis for our dinner with fresh vegetables which I posted last week in get your veg on! Hopefully some of the photos will inspire you to have your own Italian healthy feast soon.
The sheer size of the parcels took my breath away. And then I was reminded of the parcels my granny used to send us when I was a child. It felt like the 12 days of Christmas in Italian food – instead of a partridge in a pear tree, drummers drumming and golden rings, however, we received fresh chilies from the garden, home dried chilies in oil, 2 kg of oranges from a friends garden (because Nonna knows that my mum loves them, and there is nothing better than a fresh orange or clementine straight from an Italian garden, unless it’s from a Moroccan garden, those are very nice too), Nonna sent half a vegetable patch, fava beans, frise, taralli (if you don’t know these go buy some, ideally with fennel seeds in them and serve them with drinks when you next have guests), Nonna also sent mustazzoli (biscuits) and a bottle of homemade limoncello, she sent dried tomatoes in oil and aubergine with tuna in oil, lovely on bruschetta, and cima di rape and miniature pomegranates. 40 kg of goodness and love in all, every time we ate we celebrated Nonna and Nonno and there was so much that when we had guests over we shared the bounty with them, which made me feel very domestic goddess: “please do have some of this, it was flown in from Italy especially :)”