Today’s recipe is also a dish of memories, but not in the south this time, belong to the culinary tradition of Bergamo grandmother and aunt.
More precisely Andreina’s aunt, the sister of my grandmother. A frail but fearless woman, who made the first and the second world war! You do! I remember her stories, during the war she was ill with typhoid fever, she was given the last rites, but she is resurrected with that, she died at the ripe old age of 93 years!
She told me of the planes, the bombing, the Germans, everything always close to the mythical stove where she had always supported a pan that often contained her bread soup.
You have to know that she was a skinny little woman, baby,she was not married and she suffered a bit of solitude, ultimately we felt a little, then I screamed … ahhahha
She always ate little and ultimately toothless even more, so a pan of the bread soup lasted few days. When my grandmother went to Milan on “holiday” I was at lunch with her and I remember her buttered carrots and the legendary Soup Baked Bread.
Hello boys and girls! They start nice days! I hope are also beautiful in itself and should be full of good things!
Today’s recipe is one of many that was my mom.
Here, too, a great comfort food! Meat with tomato sauce, a souce with the taste of pizzaI remember when I came back home from school I was hungry and I was very happy to find it!
Here is the recipe, :