Anyone who knows me, also knows I’ve gone right off cooking.
But, after my early morning visit to the Rialto market, and a few purchases .. “Look, ma, I’m cooking!” Maybe it was the thrill of being in Venice, maybe it was all the lovely fresh produce, maybe it was the jetlag. Who knows, it was fun, and tasted quite nice.
The prawn shells and tails went into a pot, to simmer with water, to form a stock to cook the pasta. (Thanks, Lynda, for dragging me to Enrica’s cooking class.)
I had no idea how to open those scallop shells, to release their prize. I will spare you the gory details.
So, here to tempt you are a few photos of the raw materials, and the finished sauce. I feel so virtuous!