Christmastime makes me think of NYC’s Little Italy, for some reason. Little Italy makes me think of Italian cookies and cannolis. Don’t ask me why all of these tie together in my memory. I, for one, am not Italian. We didn’t spend a lot of time in Little Italy, and cannolis weren’t a big thing…
mascarpone
Berry Tart with Vanilla-Mascarpone Cream
Who remembers the first time they heard about mascarpone cheese? Some of you are all, “Um, yeah…it was, like, 11 words ago.” I hear ya, I hear ya. My first time learning about this soft cheese was after eating tiramisu in Baltimore’s Little Italy. After watching me struggle to figure out what it was that I was…
