Minestrone

didn’t like, I knew what was to come would be a delight. Next up is your choice of soup or salad. I can’t comment much on the state of their salad mastery with my fiancée and me both opting to indulge in one of the soup options. Conversely, the minestrone soup they served me must have been dreamt up by a brilliant chef because that was the greatest I’ve ever had. It was as if someone leafed through an abundant garden to find only its finest offerings and promptly place them in my bowl. The tomato

Inc.”, “Supersize me.” Today people have substituted water with sodas and whole food with processed foods, and nutrition with empty calories. In today’s world, it is very hard to eat healthy and, at the same time, stay on a fair budget. A can of minestrone soup—loaded with artificial flavor, monosodium glutamate, and preservative is less expensive than a basket of organic fresh produce and a bag of chips is less expensive than a bag of organic potatoes. Sadly, consumerism has influenced our eating

The country I picked is Italy. The reason I picked Italy is because my mom’s side of the family is from Sicily, which is an island in southern Italy. Italy is located in southern Europe and mainly surrounded by water. The sea around the country is the Mediterranean Sea. The Mediterranean is where they do all of their fishing. Italy is known for looking like a boot kicking the islands. Its surrounding countries are France, Spain and Austria. The southern part of northern Italy is where the Alps

Both their lunch and dinner menus include a range of Italian restaurant favorites, for a satisfying meal no matter what your tastes. Start lunch with an antipasto of bruschetta, minestrone soup, or di casa salad, followed by a mouthwatering authentic Italian pasta dish, panini, or margherita pizza. In the evening, entrée selections include sumptuous saffron alfredo, classic fettucine Bolognese, flavorful truccioli con salmon, and

from the Italian food aggrandized my desire to devour the food ravenously. After being admitted into the dining hall of Olive Garden, I decided to order an exquisite meal, consisting of three courses. To start off my eating rampage, I asked for a minestrone soup. As soon as the soup arrived, the pungent scent engulfed my senses, leaving a tingling sensation inside my nose. Composed of various vegetables and beans, the soup was healthy, providing vital nutrients. Without hesitation, I instantaneously

their food very seriously.  The main meal of the day is at lunch time.  The word for 'the lunch ' is il pranzo. You start with antipasti: these are nibbles like olives, cheese and salami, followed by… il primo (the first course which is pasta or minestrone) then il secondo (the main course which is meat or fish with salad or vegetables) then there is fruit and perhaps a dessert. Finally there is espresso coffee.   Italians eat many things that are not usually eaten in the UK, for example, snails,

For example, to extend and lengthen the book, they place random fillers in the middle of the paragraph. On page 117, the authors decide inserting, “Jill’s Minestrone” will be a considerable payoff for them. The only mention of food in the paragraphs near the recipe, is when Michelle briefly writes about a jar of decorative rice her mother cooked; they had no food in the house. Another extender in the book

suggesting that one can assume an identity or ethnicity based upon a meal plan – I don’t feel “Indian” when I make butter chicken. Rather, it is the Italian-specific meals that come to mind on particular occasions such as panettone at Christmas, or minestrone in the fall and winter so my kids don’t get sick, or when there’s not much in the fridge and I need to improvise; these are the times and meals that reveal my Italian cultural identity in relation to food. My mother was famous among our family and

Sunday night dinner at my Nonna Gerarda’s house consists of al dente pasta with a zesty tomato sauce seasoned to perfection with a hint of basil, savory beef, vinegar glazed salad, and salty prosciutto. Olive oil is the basis of the entire delicious meal. While we enjoy our food, my mother speaks quickly to her parents in the strange dialect of their village, San Donato Val di Comino, which is located in southern Italy. Saturday night dinners at my Nonna Margherita’s house involve thick, dense

“Small things can make a big difference” is a worldwide famous saying, which has been passed on for generations, and although can be thought of in many positive ways, also applies to major problems, such as endangered animals. After digging deeper into this topic, I noticed that one endangered animal can (to some extent) change the lifestyle of humans, the population of other animals, and even the ecosystem, causing a mass domino effect. This helped me realize that endangered animals were causing