A little piece of Italy can be found everywhere – a coral colored town home on the cobblestone streets of the West Village, a fragrant basil plant at the Union Square Farmer’s Market and, in my case, the sight and smell of lemons. The vibrant yellow citrus always brings me back to the pristine waters of the Amalfi coast.
So, when my sister, Camila, wanted to host an (almost) end of the summer barbecue in her garden oasis, I knew exactly what would be center of attention: lemons! And so began a simple preparation of all my Positano preferences.
The simple menu consisted of an entrée of heirloom tomatoes (from the farmer’s market, of course) and fresh mozzarella (from an Italian gem at Chelsea Market). Ascanio, our favorite Italiano, even commented on how delicious and authentic the bufala tasted, mama mia!!
We then feasted on – and I am serious, I rolled out of Camila’s apartment – grilled snapper which we stuffed with lemon, onions and rosemary, grilled trevisano with a lemon and mustard vinaigrette and lemon and caper roasted potatoes.
I have to say, it was probably one of the best meals my sister and I have ever prepared.
Desert was simple: fresh figs (another thing that always reminds me of Italy) and melon.
The food was absolutely scrumptious (and I really don’t need to eat anything for the next week) but,the table setting was really incredible. Ascanio and I brought back beautiful hand painted plates of typical Amalfi design and I thought, what better than to use them for our Positano: Plated. celebration? In the center, I arranged lemons and garden-found leaves and placed an additional lemon on top of each place setting.
For a Monday evening, we definitely stepped it up, with an elevated meal and a stunning setting. Camila, Chris and Ascanio – how do could we ever beat this next week?!