Pumpkin Gnocchi with Sage and Burnt Butter
There are moments in our life that stand out because we make promises to ourselves and say:
One day…
Then there are moments in our life that also stand out because we say to ourselves:
Never ever…
In 2002 I was visiting my husband in New York and we decided to have dinner at a fancy Italian restaurant with his schoolmates. I forget the name of the restaurant but will never forget reading the menu and feeling a sense of anxiety. For one thing, everything seemed so expensive compared what I was used to, so I decided to order a pasta dish which seemed cheaper than having a main. My cause for distress was from wanting to order something I’d never heard of before, the Pumpkin Gnocchi.
“What the hell is gnocchi?” I thought to myself. I realized I had an even bigger problem – how was I going to order this dish when I didn’t know how to pronounce gnocchi? Was it Guh-noki?, Nyo-chi? I wasn’t too sure and in front of seemingly more sophisticated New Yorkers I was too embarrassed to ask the waiter what was pumpkin gnocchi and even more embarrassed to order Guh-noki (my first guess) out loud. So when the waiter came to take my order I simply pointed at the gnocchi dish and said “I’ll have this one.”
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