Since the 11th was during the week, we invited friends over for a frittelle-making party last Sunday. I'm not the kind of hostess who will have everything ready when you arrive. Our friends know that an invitation to lunch is a collaborative event and so they come ready to work.
In the top picture my husband is preparing the filling for one type of frittelle, with mozzarella, scamorza and chopped tomatoes. The hands across from him belong to my friend Sveta, who is cutting the chestnuts and soaking them in water so that when they are cooked the skins will come off more easily.
To the left is the filling my husband was working on and below is another made of sauteèd onions, tomatoes and olives (my favorite!).
Here Annalaura is frying empty fritters for the little kids, who don't like any of the fillings.
Nicola is roasting the chestnuts in a special pan that has round holes cut into the bottom to let a bit of the flame through.
Tomorrow I'll show you the finished products...
Saint Martin is famous for having cut his cloak in half and given the cut off bit to a poor man. He is a patron saint of France and of soldiers.
But, for some reason, he is celebrated in Italy as the patron saint of cuckolds. I have looked this up on the Internet, but I have yet to find a satisfactory explanation for the association.
Can any Italians out there tell me why?