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Right about this time of the year I start thinking about light pastas, fresh tomatoes, anchovies and capers, and so many other things typical of the South of France; but more than anything, I start thinking of tuna. No, not tuna as in sushi, just plain tuna as in tuna fish. I also switch my cocktails to French dry roses and start wearing espadrilles and striped t-shirts. It must be time to move to the Riviera...physically or otherwise.
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Cap Ferrat |
If you are part of the well healed LWL (Ladies Who Lunch) you will be readying your home in Cap d"Antibes or
Cap Ferrat (Marbella and Ibiza are okay too), drawing up your guest list and thinking of some menus for practically every day of the week. The season, which goes from July to the end of August, is just around the corner. Better stock up on Campari and plenty of dry Rose.
If you are not part of that upper echelon, you will be readying your house in the Hamptons, Newport or Maine,
maybe in Litchfield County or somewhere along the Hudson Valley. Everyone else will be hiding in their closet come the weekend. No matter where you are, there better be water around and if there isn't, don't bother even mentioning you have a summer house
even if it is a country house. Case in point, now that our house is not directly on the lake, our weekend visitors have gone down by 90%!
Pastas in the Riviera are very popular in the summertime; but it's more about the main ingredient than the pasta itself. A popular combination is pasta with tuna, anchovies, olives, tomatoes and olive oil. As long as everything is in season, you can add or subtract anything you wish. Subtract the tuna or the anchovies and you have a good pasta, but not a great pasta.
To complement your lunch, don't forget a fresh tomato salad, some of those thin Italian breadsticks and a bottle of French rose from Provence. A lemon sorbet would be perfect for dessert. Then espresso and a well deserved nap!
I guarantee you will like this pasta, but only if you have it by the water, any water....turn on the sprinklers if everything fails.
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Something like this would do |
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It's been awhile since I've visited any of those summer resorts but I
still have the memories and the palate to try to reproduce some menus at
home. Just close your eyes, smell the roses, listen to the birds and you could be anywhere! For the Pasta Provencal recipe click below.