Fall is definitely starting today, one week earlier the official date. It’s raining hard and we had a temperature drop of 6-8 degrees Celsius. In Fahrenheit we went from around 88.8 to 66.2 in a day (i had to use a converter, i really don’t get US measurement systems).
I’m excited because this means soon I’ll start cooking and freezing again. Yes, again.
You know, especially in northern italy where temperatures changes a lot during seasons, cuisine is seasonal indeed. In summer we mostly eat salads, mozzarellas, cold pasta, anything room temperature or cold. Raw vegetables, cold cuts and water are the only way to survive the hot, humid weather here, and nobody with half a brain would ever turn the oven or the stove on.
Then, mostly between mid september and early october, the weather change, and northern italians wake up from the summer lethargy to start again cooking those dishes famous all over the world.
If the weather will be soon cold enough we’ll make Caciucco, a famous fish soup from Livorno, then Ragù alla bolognese (which we can freeze and use all over the year) and homemade tagliatelle, waiting for the pumpkin season starting mid october. Then maybe we’ll make pumpkin gnocchi and… oh well I’ve already spoiled enough.