
While we were in the main port of Ischia the crew went out for dinner with the kids…

While we were in the main port of Ischia the crew went out for dinner with the kids…

With the summer fading away, I made the last lunch for the family today. One of the kids left for London while the rest of the family are leaving on Friday.
This means too, I leave France soon and head back home to rest before heading to Florida. The girl who left today would come down to the galley when I make this pasta for the kids.
She would then say, “Shalimar it’s the best pasta in the world.”
I know I can easily use canned or bottled sauces for this, but I do enjoy making a fresh sauce for the kids. Yes kids, but why not cook a proper pasta sauce for them. This is tomato basil sauce, but what I used on this are fresh cherry tomatoes and sundried tomatoes. They do not like garlic so I used a lot of finely chopped onions and fresh basil. I used to serve this bowl of pasta together with the other food laid out for the buffet but the kids tend to ignore the salad and other food which is normally made up with Burrata cheese and cheery tomatoes, steamed vegetables. The trick now is the pasta comes in as secondi but the kids being kids they would come to galley and make sure I have cooked their pasta.

Our last trip for the season was in Portofino. The kids certainly have grown up and are much more responsible. They even went out to the restaurant for dinner by themselves and I saw the boys sitting at the piazza ordering their breakfast.
But yet still when they come back to the boat they would still chorus… “Yours is the best pasta in the world.”
I first had my taste of this dessert when my then boyfriend (now ex husband… yes the Swiss cheese) took me to an Italian restaurant up in the northern suburbs where he used to live.
The name of the restaurant is now a blur but the very first taste of that dessert… “tiramisu” has been implanted ever since in my taste buds.
Way back then, late 80s early 90s, certain products were not easily available in Athens. Mascarpone was mostly sold at AB (Alpha Bita) supermarkets which are far too expensive to my budget. But Swiss cheese would make this for me. I never found out his recipe though to be honest his is one of the best I ever tasted.
Am not being biased but I have eaten good and bad tiramisu, his never fails to please me. To cut the story short we separated and one thing I asked him was to share me his recipe. But he never did.
So I know I have to learn how to do my own. I should have paid attention then when he was doing it but I thought I would have him making me tiramisu all my life. When he did this he would make me dip the savoiardi to that coffee and arranged them. I never saw him whip the eggs, fold the mascarpone.
But alas not all good things in life lasted. My marriage ended so was the homemade tiramisu.
So when I London in 2007 I bought the food and travel magazine and in that edition, it says that Angela Harnett’s Cucina cookbook will have the tiramisu recipe his Nonna used to make.
I was then in France, dreaming my own tiramisu but I was always so busy with our trips. But I was also constantly in Italy,so I always get a decent tiramisu.
Then October last year, I have found myself in Florida. I have been to few Italian restaurants and every tiramisu I had failed to please me. Either too sweet, the savoiardi too soft, less flavour of the coffee, cream so thick, cream not airy (probably over whipped egg whites) and on .. and on. Imagine myself moving back to Europe because I failed to have a good tiramisu here….
I know its about time I learn how to make it.
When I was in London last January, I did buy Angela Harnett’s Cucina and bookmarked her recipe. But I found the book too heavy to take back to Florida, knowing I have to take that book back in Athens one day. So I left my cookbook to my sister who is probably going to every pages dreaming of those amazing food.
Back to my wishful tiramisu dreams, back to Florida, and I said to myself no more bad tiramisu.
I found Saveur recipe easy to follow.
But as you see am an experimental cook. I need to cross check other recipes to get more ideas.
I remember at home having Sofia Loren’s cookbook called “Recipes & Memories”
Hers has orange liqueur…
So what I did I followed Saveur recipe and just added the liqueur. I used Grand Marnier.
I panicked a bit when my egg whites when folded to the creamed egg yolks and mascarpone had globules. So I patiently fold it till those globules disappeared.
It turned out almost good not as good as dreamed it to be.
As they say practise makes perfect. So I did another one, I even shaved white chocolate between layers, topped them with strawberries and raspberries.

By now I had fully understood the tiramisu preparation…when the eggs whites are perfectly beaten. But I know there are endless recipes that worth trying.
Reading the mascapone packaging I took note of Bel Gioioso recipe. Bel Gioioso is the brand I buy here in Ft Lauderdale.
I actually love this one so here I share you this recipe especially to a dearest food blogger Cecile whom I have met in London and have sent me packages of goodies no matter where I am located.
.. and I finally made it almost perfect that there is no need to pack my things and go back to France or Italy for tiramisu.
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There is no day I do not think of all the travels I have done all over Italy, or rather all along the coast lines of Italy.
One of the memorable trip we did was cruising the Aeolian Islands (north of Sicily). One of the islands we visited was Isola di Panarea.

When the chef asked if I can go and help him do his shopping I gladly took the chance. I always love checking local produce.
We did not really expect something grand since this island has only an estimate of 280 residents but nothing beats local Sicilian fruits and vegetables.

Panarea is one of the chain of volcanic islands (Aeolian) in north Sicily and its only 3.4 km
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I have so many files for some Venetian posts I wanted to share. The day before our boss arrived, I had to go shopping for fresh products. I found the most wonderful market ever in Italy. Some of you probably know which am talking about. I took Mick with me so he could help carry my bags as well and for him to explore the market. He loves food and is willing to taste almost everything I cook, except for one… equina (equine).. HORSE MEAT!While we were on our way back to the boat we passed this butcher that specializes horse meat. Can you see how much Mick squirmed?
I went in briefly to look around while Mick could not bring himself to peek. My first encounter of horse meat was in Switzerland. My ex Swiss family just love it, I could not imagine myself having the best cut of horse serve with vegetable, gravy and mash.The family would send us then parcels of Swiss goodies, some of it were cold horse meat lovingly wrapped shipped to Greece. I know that many of us really just could not eat some meat others enjoy.I wonder what kind of specialty meat some you love and dislikes. Whenever I cook at the boat and Mick could not figure out what is on his plate, I always tell him, eat it’s only CHEVAL! Will soon do a series of stories of Venice. Tomorrow am back to France then home……

Ben said we have been eating too much meat lately…. hmm and I said we are in Italy lets enjoy as much as we could the seafood after all when the family comes, we dont have the luxury to enjoy a decent quite meal let alone seafood or shell fish.
We are kosher well almost when the family around.
When we were in Santo Stefano, I bought 3 big bream which I placed inside the oven covered with tomato, courgettes, spring onions, parsley and garlic then slowly roasted in the oven.
we did not sit down together to eat, let alone take photogragh, the boat was heaving on high meter swells.
Other than the bream I also got some squids. I was thinking of frying it the way Stel did hers.. with almonds, but can’t find almonds, then I thought of saffron but we got no saffron. (Speaking of saffron my kitchen full of saffron brought by a friend from Baku, Azerbaijan)
Was thinking of adding curry on the flour, no curry either.

Naples… fisherman’s hut
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The first few weeks after I arrived in La Spezia last October and was literally talking to the cranes for days, the boat was out of the water and outside the yard is just darkness.
After 6pm it was an eerie silence, when done with work around past 8pm, I would walk towards the sea and make my phone calls… and talk to more cranes!!!
It was a bit pathetic….

I had to find a way to discover the places around the area .I figured out that somewhere along the coast line will surely be pretty places to discover other than ship yards.

One first word I learned when I joined the yacht in La Spezia was mangiare: to eat!!!
Eating is considered one of life’s great pleasure in Italy.
And what about eating somewhere above the Tuscan hills just outside Firenze (Florence)?
I spent my weekend off in Firenze. A long lost batch mate from my old school in the Philippines has been living in Florence for years. I first made a contact with her way back summer 2005 when I was based in Cannes.
Such a long way to visit her… but the boat I have been working on has been in La Spezia since October.