I have taken a bit of a break lately. We had an unexpected setback 10 days ago that put everything else on hold, well, until now.
Fabio (my 46 year old husband) had a heart attack. He thought that he had eaten too much salame in the days leading up to the attack and, actually, that theory seemed pretty plausible. I had been bored, made lasagne, pasta with sausages, lots and lots of heavy, yummy dishes. On top of that, he had been invited out to lunch a few times hence the salame overdose along with fried baccalĂ , cotecchino, more sausages.
So, it seemed like a pretty bad case of indigestion due to poor diet. Luckily when he started to feel really weird we went to the emergency room.
This followed a hasty trip to Rapallo, a stent put in and a few days of r&r in the clinic- a very nice one I might add. He came home the Friday before Easter and has never looked healthier. He has also quit smoking. He is kind of grumpy.
I go in to super-chef mode when under mental stress. While Fabio was in the hospital, my son William and I ate strictly Mexican food- I guess that for me that would be 'comfort food' and for William, it's just plain good food.
I made enchiladas, I made fajitas, I made taco salad. I made tortilla soup and nachos. I heated up the frozen chili. It was good and it made us feel like we were amongst family even though the rest of our family (and the best part, i might add) is thousands of miles away. It got us through being scared.
As soon as Fabio came home I started up, and am continuing, the cardio-diet. That would be low in fat and high in vegetable fiber. That would also be homemade bread.... You never know what you might find in that storebought stuff, even in Italy. So I have found solace in kneading.
I like to listen to my NPR podcasts and make my bread every other day. It is relaxing and strangely addictive. The bread's pretty good, too- even if it is a weird mix of whole wheat, kamut, farro, and chestnut flours along with flax seed and oatmeal. Sounds gross but it's good! And healthy!
So that's where I've been.
Happy Easter!
Friday, March 28, 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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