The pistachio,
at its absolute best.
at its absolute best.
Nutty. Aromatic. A little wild. Completely Sicilian.
Nonna's Pistachio Cake
The one she made for birthdays. And Tuesdays.
On the slopes of Mount Etna
Our pistachio trees grow in ancient volcanic soil — the same trees, the same land, the same harvest methods that have existed here for centuries.
The volcano gives them something no other soil can. A depth of flavour. A colour so green it doesn't look real. This is what pistachio tastes like when the mountain does the work.
oro verde.
There is pistachio.
And then there is Etna's pistachio.
Green skin, a golden heart — and a name that means treasure.
A spoon for the cream & a jar for the rest.
And then there is Etna's pistachio.
Green skin, a golden heart — and a name that means treasure.
A spoon for the cream & a jar for the rest.
