well, actually I know I’m not Italian. My mom’s side is French and my dad’s side is German, with a wee bit of American Indian, which I love to mention whenever I get the chance. However, I always say that my mom must have thought we were Italian; we always had homemade pizza and sauce and the like, not to mention that talking with your hands thing. anyway, the reason I’m saying I can’t claim Italy as my own anymore is because I just learned that tricolore is how they refer to the flag, which I guess means it should be Tricolore.
I learned this little gem thanks to another amazing recipe from Ellie Krieger in The Food You Crave: Tricolore Penne with Chicken, which consists of green arugula, red radicchio, and white endive. admittedly, these are not my favorite veggies; I guess we never grew them on the farm. Even though I find them unimpressive, this dish was wonderful, which I believe was a result of the sun-dried tomatoes and the garlic. well, let me rephrase – sliced garlic. I can never have enough, which is why it’s shocking that I forgot to mention the jeweled veggies had eight cloves of it roasted whole. alas, I digress.
I promise I’m going to work on the photos. I actually got a new Nikon with an extra lense to take on my trip to France a few months ago, so I really have no excuse, especially since I firmly believe that presentation is half the battle! so far though I’ve only managed to use my phone for pictures. I guess it’s because as soon as it’s ready I want to eat it.