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| Of Vines and Veggies | ||
| BY: By Karen MacNeil | ||
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Abandon any notions that wine and vegetables don't go together. They were made for each other. The first time I went to Italy, I was stunned by the vegetables. I felt as though my taste buds had just been vaulted from dull black-and-white into vibrant Technicolor. What was it that led to such flavor? Cooking technique was certainly part of the story. Twenty years ago, when Americans were boiling vegetables to within an inch of their lives, the Italians were using a gentler hand, cooking them just until they were (like pasta) al dente. There was also a more poignant reason. Italy was made up, as it still is, of a million tiny vegetable gardens. These gardens, tended by hand, not only gave produce with superior flavors, but they also gave produce that tasted of a place. Italians knew where the most intense basil grew, where the tomatoes ripened best, where the cauliflower was most flavorful. The Italians thought about wine the same way they thought about vegetables. The reason has to do (like gardens) with place. The same grape planted in two places produces wines that are remarkably different in flavor and personality. In this way, tasting a wine becomes, well, tasting a place. Nothing is more expressive of the ground where it was born than wine -- whether that ground is in Tuscany or Texas. Now for some practical veggie advice. Every now and then, I come across the notion that wine does not go with vegetables. This is silly. If anything, wine and vegetables were made for each other. Some favorite combinations:
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