Hi everyone - I'm doing a bit of research on Pasta and Ragù. What does it do for you? I think it's one of those food combinations that, when it's really good, can make you feel really good, especially when all our family or friends are there with you to enjoy the experience. Do you think it has that special ingredient that makes it memorable? Do you like crunchy bits from round the edge of the dish (that you sometimes get with dishes like lasagne), What is your favourite ragù,and what makes pasta and ragù dishes popular in so many parts of the world?
I would be so interested to know what you think that magic ingredient is!
Tante grazie
di reston
The answer is simple. Family and friends. Pasta is a dish that requires a family or group of friends to be present and join in the feast. As long as those who are sitting down to enjoy the feast together, their palates all agree on the same seasonings. NO, no hot pepper flakes. Yes, make it hotter please. More onion, more garlic, sweet peppers please, more oregano. No thank you, no cheese for me. Yes, please pass the cheese. I can never have enough cheese.
But when all the family sits down along with friends together, they have become accustomed to the same flavors over the years. They all like garlic or they hate it. The same with onion, red pepper flakes, etc. They all grew up in the same village learning to like the same food. But let a distant relative from another village come for a visit, she grew up with different seasonings in the family sauce. She may eat just enough to be polite and say nothing. Or she may comment. She may tell them how her family makes it. The host village is not willing to learn a new way of cooking their pasta. So they continue to cook their pasta dishes the way they always have and pass down the recipe to the next generation.
When a member of the family leaves for another foreign land, she brings that recipe with her and will teach it to her new neighbors.
During WWII we had a POW camp in our town that held Italian soldiers. After the war a lot of the soldiers didn't want to go back home. They had distant relatives here and were qualified to stay. We had Italian women who had been sent here prior to the war. They would cook and bring out the food to the POW camp. If there were some soldiers who came from Milan, she would feed them. The other women did the same for the soldiers of their town or village.
Face it. There is something very basic in Italian food. Maybe it is the seasonings. Or maybe it is simply family and friends sharing good food.