Рецепт Angelina's Fried Vegetables

by Frank Fariello

I was feeling sort of nostalgic today for the fried vegetables my grandmother used to make. They were almost always the start of our family's six-hour Sunday dinners, laid out (along with a big wedge of provolone) on the table to pick on as we played cards and waited for the main event. Hmmm, they disappeared fast! There's a saying in Italian: fritte son bone anche le scarpe, even shoes taste good when they're fried. And it's so true.