It was late, even very late this evening when I got home. I spent the day in Turin exploring the books and latest food proposals at Eataly, and most importantly checking out what offered by a kitchen tools shop recently discovered by my friend Eli. Don't get me wrong, I'm not in the least complaining, on the contrary. Let's say that it was a full and interesting day, rather tiring, albeit in a more than pleasant way.
However, the problem was another: I was expected at home, ready to put dinner on the table, and suddenly I realized I had not not given it the slightest thought. There was no choice but to resort to the contents of the pantry to put together one of those recipes that with little time and effort solve any situation.
A quick mental scan of my fridge contents to remember the magnificent winter courgettes - you know, those beautiful dark ones that in this season give you a hint of spring - that I had bought the day before at the local market. A thought to available left overs, et voilà, the solution is at the ready: a handsome single course meal where the pasta is little more than an excuse for a mountain of veggies.
