Yesterday I was at the street market in my Ortigia and I ate a wonderful caponata
When it was served at my table that marvellous vision reminded me the description given by Andea Camilleri in one of the episodes of his popular Inspector:
"The moment he opened the refrigerator, he saw it.
Caponata! Fragrant, colourful, abundant, it filled an entire soup dish, enough for at least four people. It had been months since Adelina, his housekeeper, last made it for him. The bread, in its plastic bag, was fresh, bought this morning. The notes of the triumphal march of Aida came spontaneously, naturally, to his lips. Humming, he opened the French windows after turning the light one the veranda. Yes, it was a cool night, but still warm enough to eat outside. He set the little table, brought the dish, the wine, and the bread outside, and sat down" (Excursion to Tindari, Andrea Camilleri)
Caponata! Fragrant, colourful, abundant, it filled an entire soup dish, enough for at least four people. It had been months since Adelina, his housekeeper, last made it for him. The bread, in its plastic bag, was fresh, bought this morning. The notes of the triumphal march of Aida came spontaneously, naturally, to his lips. Humming, he opened the French windows after turning the light one the veranda. Yes, it was a cool night, but still warm enough to eat outside. He set the little table, brought the dish, the wine, and the bread outside, and sat down" (Excursion to Tindari, Andrea Camilleri)
There were three Dutch tourists reading carefully the menu close to me and as soon as the waiter was ready for their reservation they just said : We want what that lady has on her table!!" looking at my convincing and enthusiastic face.
Read the same passage in the original Language that Camilleri has invented for his Montalbano, mixing Italian and Sicilian together.
"…Appena aperto il frigorifero, la vide. La caponatina! Sciavuròsa, colorita, abbondante, riempiva un piatto funnùto, una porzione per almeno quattro pirsone. Erano mesi che la cammarera Adelina non gliela faceva trovare. Il pane, nel sacco di plastica, era fresco, accattato nella matinata. Naturali, spontanee, gli acchianarono in bocca le note della marcia trionfale dell’Aida. Canticchiando raprì la porta finestra dopo aver addrumato la luce nella verandina. Si, la notte era frisca, ma avrebbe consentito la mangiata all’aperto. Conzò il tavolinetto. Portò fora il piatto, il vino e il pane e s’assittò… (Camilleri A., La gita a Tindari, Selllerio, Palermo, p.192)
A new tourist season has just started in Sicily
ready for 2018 Montalbanosonotours!!
Tutti a tavola e buon appetito!
Lucia
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| my caponata kindly offered by Fratelli Burgio |
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