Napoli: RRRRRRRICCI!

Posted on July 27, 2006

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125004-402679-thumbnail.jpgby tracie b. 

One of the things that I love about Italy is the very short route that products take to travel from the source to the table. Many times it’s as easy as reaching up to tree in your backyard to pick a ripe summer peach. Maybe you have a couple of eggplants growing in your garden or you just might know of a secret cove where mussels grow wild and can be scavenged at will.

In Italy, if you don’t have the fortune of being so close to your produce, you will surely be able to profit from the tree of a neighbor or the knowledge of a retired fisherman.

This is our friend Mario’s uncle. He’s retired, but still enjoys fishing for sea urchins and is always ready with a fresh supply of slowly moving, living ricci (sea urchins). As you can see in the water behind him, there are little black spots on the rocks. These are ricci as well, but one must be able to distinguish male (black) from female (violet-red), as the "meat" of the urchin is in the eggs.

There was a yacht that came in and wanted these spiny little creatures for spaghetti and Il Zio brought them, and opened them right up by the sea. Can you see the orange strips? Those are the eggs, and that’s what you eat. If my sister is reading this, I’ll bet she’s fighting back a hearty gag reflex. You know what else Misty (my sister)? They’re best eaten raw, accompanied by a glass of white wine and an old clam shell to scoop it all out. Even though she is likely in the middle of a violent stomach spasm, I might be able to convince the rest of you that it is delicious. Trust me.

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And for those of you who have a less adventurous palette, here’s the old Signora who comes by daily to sell her freshly picked fruit. Can’t you just imagine a beautiful slice of prosciutto on top of those figs in her basket? YUM.