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July 9, 2010

Mediterranean heat

Chilies make this pasta dish deliciously spicy.
MICHAEL KRONDL

Like many before me, I returned from my cruise around the Mediterranean plump and exhausted. It was one of those it’s-Thursday-it-must-be-Istanbul kinds of vacation; the kind of trip where the passengers squeeze each day into super-chilled tour buses for a day spent stumbling among tumbled columns washed down with five-dollar bottles of tepid mineral water. I must confess that I, too, dutifully snapped pictures of the Parthenon and of Ephesus but, let’s face it, isn’t the real reason you shlep all the way up to the top of the Acropolis so you can justify a multi-course lunch in the shade? OK, at least part of the reason?

One of the points that is driven home awfully quickly when you see so many countries in a couple of weeks is how similar the Mediterranean really is. Not that I should be surprised. The climate and geography unify the region, obviously, but so does history. All those broken columns in Naples, Istanbul or Delos look the same because they were built by the Greeks – or the Romans copying the Greeks.

Still, my history teacher never pointed out how similar lunch in Barcelona and Mykonos would be. There’s bread, fish and olive oil – that’s been a constant since Homer and Virgil – but there’s also all those newcomers: eggplant, artichokes and oranges; tomatoes, peppers and beans. All these were introduced into the Mediterranean long after the Roman Empire had crumbled. But here’s the curious bit: when these fruits and vegetables spread across the region some 500 years ago there was just the opposite of political unity. The Mediterranean was irrevocably split between east and west, between north and south, between the Muslim world and Christendom. And, yet, if there’s one thing that can unite a Spaniard and a Turk today, it’s the grilled hot peppers they serve at lunch or the powdered chili peppers they stir into their food.

I have a theory about how this happened, at least when it comes to chilies, though the hypothesis could probably be extended to some of the other newcomers as well, but let’s stick to chilies. Chilies, whether hot or sweet, are all native to the New World. When Columbus arrived in the Caribbean on his first misguided voyage, he tripped across at least two varieties. Next thing you know, they’re being cultivated in Spain. It seems that Spanish peasants liked to use them ground up to color food, much as the rich folk used saffron. But remember, 1492 not only marks the “discovery” of America but also the expulsion of Jews and Muslims from Spain and a century or more of persecution of anyone suspected of Judaism in the Iberian Peninsula.

The reaction within the Jewish community varied. Some converted – which often did them no good. Many left, most to North Africa, many to Turkey and some to Italy and Holland. Early on, a lot of Jews (or “former” Jews) who were active in the trans-Atlantic trade set up shop in the New World, where the Inquisition couldn’t find them as easily. Authorities in Seville were known to complain that Peru had become a “Jewish colony.”

Isn’t it interesting that it is precisely those places settled by the Sephardi Diaspora that have ended up with spiciest Mediterranean food? Think Morocco, Tunisia and Turkey. In Italy, the peperoncini tends to be more popular in the south, where the Spanish influence was the strongest. In Turkey, the linguistic clues are even more telling. There, chili peppers are known as Ibiber aci, clearly derived from the native Caribbean word aji, which would imply that they made the trip without a stopover in Spain. The only group of people who flitted regularly between the east and west during those troubled times were Sephardi Jews, so it makes sense that they were the ones to introduce the world’s favorite spice to the good citizens of Naples and Istanbul alike. The Caesars planted great forests of columns. The Lopezes left behind fields of chili peppers.

Well, that’s my theory. It’s all circumstantial evidence, I admit, but at least it’s something to chew over as you sit in the shade waiting for lunch to arrive.

PENNE ARRABIATA

The name of this Roman dish literally means “angry pasta” and this is one of the few hot pasta dishes you’ll find. While the onions should cook very slowly, say about 15 minutes over low heat to get extra sweet, the tomatoes should be cooked very quickly to retain their freshness. The fresh chopped parsley is absolutely critical for balance. Typically, this dish is not served with grated cheese. Serves four.

salt
6 tablespoons olive oil
4 tablespoons finely chopped onion
2 1/2 cups canned plum tomatoes, drained of all liquid and finely chopped
1 dry peperoncini or 1-2 teaspoons red pepper flakes
1 pound penne
1/2 cup chopped Italian parsley

1. In a large pot, bring a gallon of water to a boil. Add one tablespoon of salt.

2. Heat the oil in a medium skillet over low heat. Add the onion and sauté until very soft and transparent.

3. Add the tomatoes and pepper flakes. Increase the heat to medium-high and cook five minutes, stirring occasionally. Add salt to taste.

4. When the water in the large pot boils, add the penne and boil eight to 10 minutes until al dente. Drain well and toss with the sauce and parsley. Serve immediately.

Michael Krondl is a chef, artist and culinary historian. His most recent book is The Taste of Conquest: The Rise and Fall of the Three Great Cities of Spice, available at spicehistory.net. This article was reprinted from ou.org.

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