{"id":1644,"date":"2006-07-18T05:01:00","date_gmt":"2006-07-18T05:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2006\/07\/18\/pasta-no-pomodoro"},"modified":"2015-09-24T03:54:04","modified_gmt":"2015-09-24T03:54:04","slug":"pasta-no-pomodoro","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2006\/07\/pasta-no-pomodoro\/","title":{"rendered":"Pasta, no pomodoro"},"content":{"rendered":"
At the risk of sounding as though we\u2019re carb-loading over here\u2014which, actually, now that I\u2019ve typed that, sounds like a pretty tasty thing to do\u2014I present you with my second pasta dish in as many posts. I\u2019m having a hot summer fling with Italy<\/strong>, but luckily, Brandon doesn\u2019t seem to mind. In fact, I think he\u2019s happy about it. You will be too, when you taste this.<\/p>\n The dish in question comes not from a cookbook, magazine, or radio show, or from a personal \u201cEureka<\/em>!\u201d moment at the stove, but rather from a reader comment on this very site. Last week, in response to my post on rigatoni with various permutations of onion<\/a>, a very kind and knowledgeable reader named Tony left a comment<\/a> calling my attention to the (possibly) ancient origins of the dish. I had forgotten that until a few centuries ago, when New World fruits and vegetables began to trickle into Europe, Italy had never seen a tomato<\/a>, so its pasta sauces and accompaniments were, like last week\u2019s rigatoni, pomodoro<\/em>-less, with nary a red sauce in sight<\/strong>. To this day, in fact, there remain countless non-tomato sauces, though your neighborhood Italian-American joint would have you believe otherwise. Some sauces are simpler and some more imaginative, some ancient and some new. One is even built, Tony wrote, on a delicate foundation of zucchini blossoms<\/strong>. Lucky for us, Tony then offered a recipe.
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And knowing better than to look a gift horse in the mouth\u2014or ignore fate when it appears in the form of a crate of squash blossoms at the Saturday farmers\u2019 market\u2014I stepped up to the stove with Tony\u2019s notes in hand and made a meal so delicious that it shimmied its way, quite irresistibly, into a new post.<\/p>\n
From Abruzzo<\/a> by way of Italian food authority Giuliano Bugialli<\/a> and one saintly reader of this website, this recipe will henceforth be a permanent resident of our small home in Seattle. Built on the color palette of a Mediterranean summer\u2014all shades of yellow, gold, orange, red, and green\u2014this pasta sauce is unlike anything I had tasted before: delicate but rich, earthy but somehow also ethereal, scented with the dark, floral perfume of saffron<\/strong>. The noodles are barely slicked with reduced broth\u2014almost naked, it seems, until you lean in close and see that they shimmer a little amidst the sweet bits<\/strong> of carrot, onion, celery, and squash blossoms. These last melt into the sauce, giving up their light zucchini flavor, and become almost indiscernible to the eye\u2014a less dramatic presentation than one might hope for, maybe, but still pretty enough to elicit a lot of sighs and plate-scraping around our table.<\/p>\n