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Mediterranean vegetable linguine


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On summer weekend evenings it’s good to revisit your old friends. Some of your favourite ones you haven’t  seen for a while, but you are always happy to see them again.

Like ‘Moonstruck’.

I find this film magical.

The main character Loretta (played really well by Cher) is an accountant and a widow living with her family in Brooklyn, New York. She’s dating an older guy who proposes to her. The plan is that before they get married, he’s going to go to Sicily to see his dying mother. He also insists she should see his estranged brother and invite him to the wedding.

From there nothing goes according to the plan.

The film is about love, family, mistakes, but it’s somehow magical and tender. Norman Jewison had only about two weeks to shot it as actors were involved in different projects, and he made a marvelous…

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People who cook always go on about precious memories of childhood food one of their family members cooked, how daddy or nanny taught them the importance of cooking and eating together, and they still remember the comfort food they produced, amazing dishes whipped up by brilliant but humble cooks in their family. Well, let me tell you, it was totally different in my family. My mother’s family – totally useless as cooks, who could survive on bread and butter, cooked once a week a terrible, terrible meal, usually some kind of meat piece with lots of brown sauce. Also, they were never bothered about eating together. That’s maybe why most of them were depressed and suicidal. My mother followed that path and couldn’t really cook, and because I never wanted to eat meat, was warning me that ‘one day I will regret it’. Probably because my mother wasn’t into cooking my sister at the age of 12 took over and started producing amazing dinners and cakes. Well, luckily for me and her we weren’t that genetically doomed because apparently my father’s family were gifted in that compartment. I can only presume it was genes, as my father divorced my mother when my sis and me were little and he strongly believed that he also divorced us. So, we were growing up never having any contact with him and as a result, couldn’t learn how to cook from him. That’s why I believe the love of cooking ( and the ability) was just passed to us genetically. My father, short time before he died, unexpectedly felt an urge to contact us. First he gave my sister a mandolin (that’s another thing I know about him- he played a few instruments). My sister refused to talk to him, he then decided to contact me and wanted to spend some time with me. I didn’t want to, as he was a stranger to me (I was 11 or 12 at the time) but as I was promised I could leave whenever I wanted to, I went to the village he lived in. There I tried his mother’s cooking everyone was raving about. It was simple and amazing, I wish they were as family dedicated as they were at baking, cooking, making pastries, wine, tinctures, you name it. But I ate, drunk, and got bored of strangers who were my family and demanded to be let to go home. One of the last things my father said to me was that I should start learning English because I might need it one day, which I ignored for another 16 years… Because my sister was such a domestic goddess I wasn’t really bothered about cooking. I got hooked properly after my son was born and I wanted him to eat healthy and get everything he needed, especially that it wasn’t his choice to be a vegetarian (yet). And that is how the story begins…

4 responses »

  1. That film is really great! I have seen it many many times and will see it again and again.

  2. It has been a while since I have seen that movie and now I feel compelled to watch it again very soon…I know I will age myself, but when I was a teenager, my friend’s dad worked on the set of this film. One of my friends, Ginny, was given Cher’s long coat and I remember my friend wore that coat to school all the time! That’s my Moonstruck memory…Btw, love this recipe


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