Comments on: Escarole and Beans http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/ Recipes and Stories from the \'Little Italy\' Communities Across America: An Online Book-in-Progress Tue, 07 Sep 2010 23:32:44 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 By: Jessica http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/comment-page-1/#comment-996 Jessica Fri, 16 Jul 2010 18:58:04 +0000 http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/#comment-996 Brings back memories! Brings back memories!

]]> By: Catherine http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/comment-page-1/#comment-364 Catherine Tue, 21 Apr 2009 10:11:30 +0000 http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/#comment-364 To almost exactly the same recipe above, my husband adds the juice of 1 lemon. It's heavenly! To almost exactly the same recipe above, my husband adds the juice of 1 lemon. It’s heavenly!

]]> By: Paul http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/comment-page-1/#comment-184 Paul Fri, 19 Sep 2008 01:49:47 +0000 http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/#comment-184 This dish brings back so many memories. I can remember eating this dish on many cold, snowy days in my Grandma's kitchen. Pair with a frittata and it one of my favorite meals. I make this meal myself and often share it with friends. They rave about this "gourmet" meal. I just smile and think how a dish called "peasant food" by Grandma is loved by so many self-described foodies. :) More than the recipes on this site, I love the historic perspective behind them. I look forward to more entries in the future. This dish brings back so many memories.

I can remember eating this dish on many cold, snowy days in my Grandma’s kitchen. Pair with a frittata and it one of my favorite meals.

I make this meal myself and often share it with friends.

They rave about this “gourmet” meal. I just smile and think how a dish called “peasant food” by Grandma is loved by so many self-described foodies. :)

More than the recipes on this site, I love the historic perspective behind them.

I look forward to more entries in the future.

]]> By: Lisa http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/comment-page-1/#comment-84 Lisa Sun, 16 Mar 2008 21:52:45 +0000 http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/#comment-84 Ah, that is so beautiful. My mother used to make escarole, not with beans that I remember, though. But I love escarole and rice soup, and sometimes I add beans. I will have to try it this way, and not as soup. I'm always surprised at how many people I run into that don't know what escarole is. Your photo is gorgeous. Ah, that is so beautiful. My mother used to make escarole, not with beans that I remember, though. But I love escarole and rice soup, and sometimes I add beans. I will have to try it this way, and not as soup.

I’m always surprised at how many people I run into that don’t know what escarole is.

Your photo is gorgeous.

]]> By: Skip http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/comment-page-1/#comment-82 Skip Fri, 07 Mar 2008 01:20:22 +0000 http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/#comment-82 I understand completely. When I was seven or eight, I was my grandfather's "bearer." That is, I carried the bushel basket and the trowels when he and one of my great uncles went off to pick dandelion greens. Of course, I was also the beneficiary later on at the dinner table. Best regards, Skip I understand completely. When I was seven or eight, I was my grandfather’s “bearer.” That is, I carried the bushel basket and the trowels when he and one of my great uncles went off to pick dandelion greens.

Of course, I was also the beneficiary later on at the dinner table.

Best regards,
Skip

]]> By: Grace http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/comment-page-1/#comment-81 Grace Fri, 07 Mar 2008 00:51:49 +0000 http://almostitalian.com/escarole-and-beans/#comment-81 We ate versions of this dish so often that I just can't go there anymore. And since I was the youngest, I was the designated field green picker. To this day, I look at weeds in my backyard and think of how they'd taste in a salad or pasta fagiole. We ate versions of this dish so often that I just can’t go there anymore.

And since I was the youngest, I was the designated field green picker. To this day, I look at weeds in my backyard and think of how they’d taste in a salad or pasta fagiole.

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