This tomato fell from a plant that appeared a few months ago in the wine barrel planter that housed a very healthy olive tree. I allowed the tomato plant to stay, but now it seems to be strangling the olive tree. I’ll pull it soon. I set the tomato on the edge of the wine barrel a few days ago. As the days pass the tomato ripens. Today it was yellow/orange. When I left the restaurant at about 7pm it was almost flourescent. I took these photographs.
I’ll update you tomorrow.
Folks leave some fantastic art on our tables when they leave Fiore Market Cafe. Most of the time we crumble it up and toss it in the garbage which is a shame. I am trying to figure out a way to preserve it or showcase the art. Maybe I’ll set up a flickr set just for Fiore Market Cafe table art.
This was left on the big community table yesterday.
Still have 4 spots available for pizza class on Tuesday. Email Bill at email@example.com to sign up.
We are now offering Highland Park’s Own White Rose Cream Soda
A few more photographs from the day.
Bread rising for Bread Making Class on the 23rd.
A few photographs from the other day with the hipstamatic app on the I-Phone. If you have an I phone check it out.
Don’t forget next pizza class is Tuesday the 30th
I am reading, Blood, Bones and Butter by Gabrielle Hamilton. It’s a fantastic read. Here is a paragraph from the book.
“Michele- and I live for this kind of old-world genius- took a stack of large clean dish towels out of the drawer and opened each one, set a finished platter on it, and then by drawing the four corners of the towel in and knotting them he created a built-in carrying handle and a way of keeping the food wrapped to carry it to the car. No Saran, no foil, no Tupperware, Beautiful Salentino pottery wrapped in heavy, clean dish towels. This is one of those old-world anachronisms, like when your mother would hard-boil eggs in the morning and pop them in your coat pockets, piping hot, to keep your hands warm on winter mornings as you walked to school, and then you had part of your lunch ready in your pocket when they cooled by midday-that retains such beauty and efficiency and clever simple invention that you never let it go, even with the advent of plastic wrap and the microwave oven.”
I love that paragraph. It’s so true. Saran wrap, foil and paper cups have become so common and efficient that we use them without any thought of a different way. The paper cup has become a dominant fixture in our society. At most of the big chain coffee shops you can’t get coffee in anything other than a paper cup. I chuckle when I walk past a Starbuck’s and see everyone sitting at their tables drinking from a sealed paper cup. It’s so odd and it takes away from the experience of sitting down to have a cup of coffee.
I never felt this way until I visited Europe and had coffee in a Cafe at the Madrid airport. There was not a single paper cup to be found. Everyone was sitting or standing at the bar enjoying their drink. I saw no one running with a paper cup in their hand to catch their plane. If this is Old-World or Old School then that’s what I am. At Fiore Market Cafe we want that type of atmosphere for our guests.
I buy our extra virgin olive oil in a 25 liter drum. I then fill individual glass bottles with the oil for use in the kitchen. It’s more expensive to do it this way, but it feels right. It feels Old World. It’s the way the Italians have been doing it for centuries.
You can also buy the oil in half liter bottles for $11,95. Refills are $8.95