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In Italian, pasta alla puttanesca translates to “pasta in the style of whores.” One story behind this charming name claims that old-timey Italian prostitutes made an aromatic sauce to entice clients (just in case their addled vaginas weren’t doing the trick). Another tale claims that ye olde ladies of the night were too busy  – what with [...]

It’s been almost five years since my first and only trip to Italy. But every time Lady Akin and I eat dinner at Bella Napoli in Brookside (6229 Brookside Blvd.), we end up recounting the two-week trip. “Remember the 400 photos you took of the Trevi fountain … Remember leaving the camera in the taxi [...]

Is anything more summertastic than antipasti? Sitting on the patio, drinking a little (or a lot of) wine. Hall and Oates keepin’ things smooth and, interestingly, the mosquitoes at bay. At the Akin house, we have a pretty standard lineup: Grilled bread (usually Ciabatta) Paper-thin Prosciutto (this week, Speck from La Quercia) Genoa Salami or [...]

I suspected I was mispronouncing it as the syllables stumbled from my mouth — a fact confirmed by the bartender’s boisterous (but good-natured) ridicule. Perhaps if I’d finished culinary school, I would have known it was not pronounced “pan bag not.” But I did not, so I did not. Fortunately, I was on my second [...]