ARTICHOKES

ARTICHOKES, FOR ME, were always elusive. Kind of dangerous. Really beautiful. But I didn’t understand what people loved about eating a prickly thistle; I never got their seductive quality. Even though as a chef I had dutifully learned how to “turn” artichokes, it took spending an Easter with my daughters in Rome (where artichokes are prized and prepared with great style) to truly become enamored of this vegetable. Artichokes—fried whole (alla giudia), braised with fava beans in spring vignarola, sliced raw with anchovies and lots of lemon, and baked on pizza—were a real discovery for me as an eater. As I travelled to other places where artichokes are grown and appreciated, I began to experience the nostalgia around the tradition of eating them, and I really fell in love. I felt inspired to dream about these delicious ways of preparing them.

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