After the Second World War, rabbits became protagonists of the Italian table. Today their presence, at least in Rome, has disappeared somewhat. Grandmother Irene, even...
One of my family’s favorite restaurants is a Sicilian restaurant. My father invariably always orders this dish. They are breaded escalopes baked in the oven...
My maternal grandmother’s sister hated cheese: she just couldn’t eat it, and she was also disgusted by its smell. It is, therefore, extremely original that...
