After last night's debacle I am kind of demoralized. Everything was so heartfelt and sincere. Oh well.
Tonight is pressure cooker ragù (tomato-meat sauce) with spaghetti and then a salad and cheese. The pressure cooker is one of my favorite tools, cutting cooking time by a quarter and conserving the juices which, if you don't want them later you can just boil them off. I use it for all my long-cooked recipes; minestrone, ragù, octopus, etc. as well as when I'm short on time. It's great for quick steamed veggies or a 15 minute pot roast.
I saw Anthony Bourdain's tv episode where his host (I think he was in France) was pressure cooking something and he was very nervous that it might explode. I was kind of that way too at the beginning but now i am very comfortable with the evil contraption.
Yesterday's installment was about why I am here in Italy. I don't know if I can go through the whole story again- I was feeling very philosophical last night. Maybe at a later date.
I have my wine expert sommelier exam on Monday and I am so terrified that I might not pass that I can't even study. This is a big deal for me. First of all, it would mean a lot to me personally and professionally. It would open a few doors for me and give me a motive to liven up my work. Secondly, I have never flunked an exam that I studied for, ever. I am the classic example of the closet nerd (or maybe I am an oblivious obvious nerd but I just think that I look cool- hey man, if so, don't burst my bubble). I aim to master, not just learn, if I am interested in a subject (se ci tengo..). That has been the case with the sommelier course. I never missed a class- I sat in the front row and took extensive notes. I tried to ingratiate myself with the teachers. Even at the written exam I was front row, center to show that I was honest and wouldn't copy. My mother would have been proud.
Problem is, my nose isn't up to snuff (..sniff?) and my memory isn't what it used to be. But I am trying my hardest.
The last time I went through this was for my tour guide exams in 2003. Gee whiz that was tough and SO much info to study. I did it though, both written and oral, and I was very satisfied. I SO HOPE that Monday goes well.
After this, then what? What exactly is the point of being a sommlier? Well, it would help me start focusing on what I enjoy most, combining the two (hopefully 2!) qualifications- being an wine-and-food tour guide in an area which no other American knows better, the Cinque Terre. Eventually, as William gets older and more independent, I would like to expand outside of the 5T.
On a random note, William is really good at soccer. Thus sayeth the coaches. Apparently a 'scout' is coming to see him play on Sunday. I have no idea who this might be or why he would 'scout' a 9 year old. I didn't even realize that he was that good. He has a lot of fun and I enjoy watching him have a lot of fun. That would be too weird if something came out of this scouting thing. Ma....
OK, I'm about to post. I hope that this gets online. If not, it might be the end of this blogging experience....... Speriamo bene.
Friday, February 8, 2008
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Fontona?
Where's Fontona? Fontona is a small village between Monterosso al Mare and Levanto, Italy. After living for 18 years in the historic center of Monterosso in the Cinque Terre, we decided to pack up and move to the countryside. We are less than 15 minutes from the main piazza of Monterosso but far away from the crowds.
Not much goes on in Fontona, Mass on Sundays and sometimes the Boy Scout troop hikes by. We are content to wait for the spring violets, spot our resident hawks and decide what to make for dinner.
Not much goes on in Fontona, Mass on Sundays and sometimes the Boy Scout troop hikes by. We are content to wait for the spring violets, spot our resident hawks and decide what to make for dinner.


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