Thanks so much for all your feedback on my last post.
When writing, I often feel like no one is reading, since there are not many comments on the blog.
I do see I have a great list of followers. Mille Grazie to you all for letting me know I am not just talking to myself here.
The winners of my cookbook, Secrets of My Tuscan Kitchen are:
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I have another little something for my readers, some of my Patron Saints in the Kitchen for your Kitchen!
I grew up raised as a Catholic. Thirteen years of Catholic school and an overly religious mom sort of turned me off to mass etc but I seem to have a strange fetish for collecting holy cards and religious articles.
Growing up I remember one of my favorite books to read was
Lives of the Saints, filled with the blood and gore of martry-dome. As an art major in college, the facination kept on, as most of the great art was in churches and learning to read the symbolism in the facinated me.
This continues today in my life as I have my patron saints in the kitchen too.
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| San Lorenzo, Patron Saint of Cooks |
If you notice, San Lorenzo has a BBQ grill in his hand. The other hand is holding a palm leaf of sorts, sign that he was matryed. How you ask--- GRILLED ALIVE.
August 10th is the feast day of San Lorenzo, also called the night of the falling stars. In Florence, there are many celebrations of course as the Central Market is also known as the San Lorenzo Market, being near the Church of San Lorenzo.
As the tale goes, he was burned alive on the grill and half way through asked to be "turned over" as he was done on one side!
Just to be safe, I picked up another little saint in Mexico my last trip, San Pasqual Baylon, the creator of Zabaglione ( San Baylon).
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| San Baylon, I added the little wooden pig |
My other favorite saint for the kitchen is San Antonio Abate, patron saint of the barnyard animals.
Most butchers that make salumi's have one in their kitchens too.
On San Antonio's day in January, it is time to slaughter your pigs and make prosciutto and salami's, hence the little pig by his feet.
Thanks again for all the feedback, I am in California now, dealing with my mom's estate, and catching up on eating sushi, mexican food and seeing friends!
Food for the soul!
And maybe a couple of pitcher's of Margarita's!