Tony, this brings to mind a funny story I hope will tickle you. A close college friend of mine, of Italian heritage, spent one of her summers during undergrad in Siena, Italy, participating in a music program, and brought me back as a souvenir a ravioli maker. Tucked inside was a recipe for ravioli, italiano autentico, but translated into English, for which the first ingredient was 4 c. sifted flowers.
"...So the phrase “flower of milk” was once used to describe cream; and for most people, the thought of skimming milk to get rid of all of the cream would be like going around snipping off the heads of flowers to get rid of the color."
Indeed it was! My grandmother grew up on a farm outside of Lucca, Italy. She NEVER understood the concept of skim milk. When I told her that doctors profess it to be better for your health, she immediately thought they must be quacks. No skim milk, ever, for her:)
Tony, this brings to mind a funny story I hope will tickle you. A close college friend of mine, of Italian heritage, spent one of her summers during undergrad in Siena, Italy, participating in a music program, and brought me back as a souvenir a ravioli maker. Tucked inside was a recipe for ravioli, italiano autentico, but translated into English, for which the first ingredient was 4 c. sifted flowers.
Haha, Michelle. That's funny.
Your words are a balm for me today. God bless you and your family.
"...So the phrase “flower of milk” was once used to describe cream; and for most people, the thought of skimming milk to get rid of all of the cream would be like going around snipping off the heads of flowers to get rid of the color."
Indeed it was! My grandmother grew up on a farm outside of Lucca, Italy. She NEVER understood the concept of skim milk. When I told her that doctors profess it to be better for your health, she immediately thought they must be quacks. No skim milk, ever, for her:)
She was right!