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February 25th, 2005

Something in the Water

"If I had two faces, do you think I'd be wearing this one?"
Abraham Lincoln (When accused by his perennial adversary, Stephen Douglas,
of being two-faced, Lincoln, a master at self-deprecating humour, turned to the audience and delivered this reply.)


Hi folks,

For Melbourne readers, I'll be celebrating the 25th Anniversary of Shaddap, with the Melbourne Ukulele Kollective, on Saturday March 26th, 2 pm, at the Coburg Town Hall, for the launch of the Brunswick Music Festival. (details joedolce.net)

Photographer Maggie Diaz is having a 80th birthday/exhibition at the Carlton Courthouse on Monday Mar 28th. (The classic photo above, taken by Maggie, is of my friend and the aboriginal elder who translated my song Shaddap into the Indjubundji language, Gnaryarrhe Inmurray Waitairie. playing my guitar.) I will be playing some steel guitar and blues harp behind a slide show of her unique black and white images, from Chicago in the 50s, to Australia in the 90s. I had a cup of tea with Maggie the other day and she is still a firecracker, even on a walker! Her longtime partner, Jose Diaz, passed away last year, and that was extremely sad news to hear. But for those of you who forlorn about being hopeless in longterm love relationships, gaze on this awesome fact: Maggie and Jose met when she was forty and lived together for 38 years! - which is thirteen years longer than I have been with my partner, Lin. It is NEVER too late for LOVE. Keep dreaming . . . .

Favourite Reviews of the Week

" Joe Dolce was a one-hit wonder with Shaddup Yer Face. And that 25-year-old hit still has legs, it seems. Certainly it has kept Joe jogging along ­ on assorted different paths. The American is now a dinkum Aussie and he has been writing film scores and gospel songs, doing a show called DIFFICULT WOMEN, with his partner Lin Van Hek, and he seems to have been doing a lot of cooking. He has a massive repository of weird and wonderful recipes on his website. Joey Dolce is baby roo, for example. There are a lot of horsemeat recipes. And some downright terrific ones. Samula Harris, The Advertiser

(Note: Special recipe for you Samula down below.)

" First single I ever bought was Shaddup You Face by Joe Dolce. Loved it. Played it non-stop with my mate Darren, singing away like the tragic little turds we were. Why oh why did nobody administer upon me the severe kicking that I so clearly deserved?" Soapy Norris

" (Joe Dolce) is something of a legend in the Australian Music Scene. Some were appalled when his song Shaddap You Face went to number one in the charts. But that was twenty-five years ago, and since then he has carved out a place in Australian music like no other. " Vincent O'Donnell, ARTS ALIVE (Listen to Windows Media Live Interview, about 17 minutes into the program: Interview)

"This collection of acoustic songs, Peace Songs For A Better World, from international artists, promotes peace wonderfully. The folksy Gift (One Iraqi Child) from aussie Joe Dolce is particularly timely and thought provoking." Mark E. Waterbury MUSIC MORSELS

" Peace Songs For A Better World, a 15-track collection of songs from both female and male North American artists (with Australian and Norwegian representation) is a life-affirming musical project humbly shadowing its more famous and forceful predecessor, Woodstock. Check out the Bob Dylan-inspired Gift (One Iraqi Child)! Diane Wells, 701.com and Monkeybiz

Favourite Reader Comments of the Week

Dear Joe,
Thank you so much for this great song-poem, GIFT (One Iraqi Child). I am preparing another trip to Amman Jordan, and to Baghdad, Felluja, Karbala, etc to establish an Humanitarian Aid, there is nothing in Iraq right now, no one! The children are dying at a great and fast rate from typhoid, to depleted uranium and starvation. The devastation is overwhelming. Mother Teresa is my role model and hero, I am working to Peace her way: one thing at the time, one day at the time. I want to stop the war. I am speaking globally on my son's death. I need global advice and help, we need to Care, we need to save the children to save ourselves. In Service,
Nadia McCaffrey
GOLDSTAR mother, InService of the Light: Because I Care. Founder of the Angelstaff Volunteer. Founder and ChairPerson of Changing The Face of Life, a 501c3 a Charitable NonProfit Corporation. Founder of the San Francisco-Bay chapter for IANDS. www.angelstaff.org Mother of Sergeant Patrick McCaffrey, 34, father of 2 young children, fallen near Balad, Iraq, June 22, 2004. Patrick is the first combat death in 58 years history of the California National Guard's 579 Engineer Battalion, based in Petaluma, Ca. "Casualty" 848 ***) (Truthout article)

(Note: The Gold Star Families for Peace are made up of people who have lost loved ones in Iraq and, along with the Iraq Veterans Against the War, hold a powerful claim among peace groups as ones who can speak from experience about the consequences of the war. I sent my Iraq anti-war song, GIFT, to these organisations, as a show of my support for their actions. Here are links to the song:

'GIFT' (One Iraqi Child) - (lyrics)
RealPlayer Stream
.MP3 file

Dear Joe,
Hello from Banda Aceh! We are on dial up on a sat phone with dodgy connections so won't chat long. The devastation is appalling - thousands of acres of what would be the Toorak/Brighton suburbs, 87% of teachers killed, only 8 judges left for the country, the doctors, nurses etc are mostly all dead. There are 120,000 people in pit just up from us, and they say maybe 400,000 missing here. It is horrific. I will go to heaven when I die because i have seen hell here. I will never whinge about the washingmachine overflowing... I can intermittently access emails at the UN now as they set up an internet cafe yesterday, tho they are 12 kms from us. Lots of love,

Dear Joe,
I have no idea how I got onto your mailing list - but I enjoy reading the newsletters. I am a writer and activist living in Cambridge, England. The piece from Sri Lanka in the January one was especially interesting. And I like the Singing Meat piece this time. There have been some good poems too. Thanks! Where are you? I'm guessing that it's California. Would you like a recipe or two some time? I make my own up and have a few tasty ones that I'd like to share. With best wishes,

(Note: Linda, I lived in California for eight years before moving to Melbourne, Australia, where I've now lived for 26 years. I guess the California part still shows when I sit down.)

Dear Joe Dolce,
Get me off your list or I will prosecute.

(Response from Judge Judy! Judy !Judy!: Dear Myoptic Junior Prosecutor S.E. - You must have overlooked the 'Unsubscribe' facility that is writ in BOLD at the top and bottom of the newsletter, required by Law (when they were teaching law, you must have thought they said raw, and said 'No thanks, I'll have mine lightly steamed.') Either that or you would rather spend good money on futile legal actions, rather than sending a simple one-word 'Remove' email as indicated. (When they were handing out brains, you must have thought they said trains, and said, 'That's OK, I'll walk." boom boom.) Why don't you spend your court appointed community service time tracking down some real crooks rather than threatening well-intentioned old peace creepz? (When they were handing out 'thinking' at Transylvania Tech Law School, you must have thought they meant 'drinking', and said, ' I dohn dreenk . . . . . . . vine.' boom boom) i.e. Please don't litigate on my leg and tell me it's raining. The Judge)

Is there something in the water down there? From the last couple of issues it sounds like everyone of you has had a gall bladder attack, usually while travelling a great distance through the Middle-Of-Nowhere without a gnat's ass-hope of finding qualified medical assistance. When are you guys going to become a real First World Nation and start suffering from obesity, cancer, and erectile dysfunction like the rest of us? Oh, yeah, and Happy 25th SYF Anniversary! (I just put that in to ensure publication).Your flaccid friend,



(Note: Dear Flaccid, Thanks for your Anniversary greetings! About your difficulty, however, at getting your one-eyed snake to the optometrist: as I have recommended, in my song, 'Keep Your Edges Sharp,' :

"Everybody's talking about Viagra,
And every vitamin that's known,
But if you want your bit to keep its bite,
Try a file and a sharpening stone.
Keep your edges sharp,
Keep your edges sharp,
Keep your edges sharp,
If you want your joint to fit."

There Is No Tomorrow
By Bill Moyers

One of the biggest changes in politics in my lifetime is that the delusional is no longer marginal. It has come in from the fringe, to sit in the seat of power in the Oval Office and in Congress. For the first time in our history, ideology and theology hold a monopoly of power in Washington. Theology asserts propositions that cannot be proven true; ideologues hold stoutly to a worldview despite being contradicted by what is generally accepted as reality. When ideology and theology couple, their offspring are not always bad but they are always blind. And there is the danger: voters and politicians alike, oblivious to the facts.  Remember James Watt, President Ronald Reagan's first secretary of the interior? My favorite online environmental journal, the ever-engaging Grist, reminded us recently of how James Watt told the U.S. Congress that protecting natural resources was unimportant in light of the imminent return of Jesus Christ. In public testimony he said, "after the last tree is felled, Christ will come back." (more)
(thanks to Stephen Ross, and for the following as well!)

(Application Questionnaire)

Do you sometimes look back at yourself 3 or 4 years ago and think, "God, what a jerk?"
Do you hear voices muttering in your head, faint and indistinct?
Do you use credit cards irresponsibly in hopes of later payment?
Do you get messages from space beamed into your skull?
Are you a 'packrat,' do you hoard material goods you'll probably never use?
Do you enjoy filing, stacking, resorting them?
Would you love to go looting during a riot?
Do you worry about your brain?
Do you dream of controlling the world?
When you were a child, did you torture small animals and bugs?
Do you find it utterly impossible to comprehend the opposite s*x?
Do you get psychosomatic headaches?
Does your temper stay dormant most of the time, only to suddenly explode
into quasi-insane rage?
Do you like to drive fast as hell, with your car stereo cranked up all the way?
Do you often 'tune out' the world while concentrating?
Do you feel you "march to the beat of a drunken drummer?"
Do you forget where you just put things?
Do you catch yourself shooting off at the mouth?
Do you sometimes want to fire a deer rifle into your TV?
(complete questionnaire)

Amnesty: Iraqi Women No Better Off Post-Saddam
by Jeremy Lovell
LONDON -- Nearly two years after the U.S.-led invasion of Iraq, women there are no better off than under the rule of ousted dictator Saddam Hussein, the human rights group Amnesty International said on Tuesday. In a report entitled "Iraq -- Decades of Suffering," it said that while the systematic repression under Saddam had ended, it had been replaced by increased murders, and sexual abuse -- including by U.S. forces.

Iraq: Iraqi Women - The Need for Protective Measures

IRAQ -- February 22 -- Iraqi women must have an active role in shaping the future of their country, a new report by Amnesty International said today. Iraqi authorities must take effective measures to protect women and to change discriminatory legislation that encourages violence against them. Women and girls in Iraq live in fear of violence. The current lack of security has forced many women out of public life and constitutes a major obstacle to the advancement of their rights. Since the 2003 war, armed groups have targeted and killed several female political leaders and women's rights activists. (article)

Alien Australians
by Glen David Short

Question: What do entertainers Mel Gibson, Nicole Kidman, Joe Dolce and Johnny Diesel all have in common?

If you answered "they are all Australian" you could have an argument on your hands. All were born in the United States. That is not out to say they are not Australian, since there is no universal definition of the term "Australian". However, one important factor is where the person was born. None of the people on the following list are Australian-born, though they are often mistakenly believed to be. Some, like Patrick White and Nicole Kidman, were born overseas to Australian parents. Looking through this list, you can't help to notice the large number of British-born personalities, reflecting Australia's long history of accepting migrants from that country. . . .

Peter Andre, singer, born Harrow, London, UK
Jimmy Barnes, (real name James Dixon Swan), Cold Chisel singer, born Scotland.
George Bass, coastal explorer, born England.
Daisy Bates, writer and humanitarian, born Ireland.
Jo Bjelke-Petersen, controversial Queensland Premier, born New Zealand.
Alan Bond, "1978 Australian of the Year", born UK.
Wendy Botha, women's' surfing champ, born South Africa.
"Aussie" Joe Bugner, champion boxer, born Hungary.
Burke and Wills, outback explorers, born Ireland and England, respectively.
Tom Burlinson, actor, born Canada.
Dr Victor Chang, murdered heart surgeon, born China.
Caroline Chisolm, humanitarian, born England.
Bryce Courtenay, author, born South Africa.
Russell Crowe, actor, born New Zealand.
Johnny Diesel (real name Mark Lizotte) singer born USA.
Jelena Dokic, Wimbledon finalist, born Croatia.
Joe Dolce, singer, born USA.
Don Dunstan, flamboyant former SA Premier, born Fiji.
Nick Earls, author, born Northern Ireland.
Jon English, actor and singer, born England.
Johnny Famechon, champion boxer, born France.
John Farnham, singer, "1987 Australian of the Year" born UK.
Peter Finch, posthumous Oscar winner, born England.
Edwin Flack, "First Australian Olympic gold medalist", born London.
Mathew Flinders, land and sea explorer, born England.
Frank Gardiner, notorious bushranger, born Scotland.
Mel Gibson, actor, born New York.
Tatiana Grigorieva, Olympic pole vaulter and model, born Russia.
Chrissie and Lizzie Hammond, better known as "Cheetah", born UK.
Lawrence Hargrave, avaiation pioneer, born England.
Colin Hay, lead singer of Men At Work, born Scotland.
Derryn Hinch, media personality, born New Zealand.
Dr Fred Hollows, noted eye doctor, "1990 Australian of the Year", born New Zealand.
Robert Holmes a Court, "Hacca", businessman who almost bought BHP, born South Africa.
Kamahl, entertainer, born Malaysia.
Nicole Kidman, actress, born Hawaii.
Grace Knight, lead singer Eurogliders, born UK.
Ed Kuepper, singer behind The Saints, born Germany.
Ludwig Leichhardt, outback explorer, born Prussia (modern Germany).
Ben Lexcen, winning America's Cup Yacht designer, born New Zealand.
Robyn Loau, lead singer of "Girlfriend", born New Zealand.
Charles Mackerras, famed orchestral conductor, born USA.
Wendy Mathews, singer, born Canada.
Douglas Mawson, Antarctic explorer, born UK.
Ian 'Molly' Meldrum, TV music guru, born at sea off the coast of South Yemen.
Jacques Nasser, former CEO Ford Motor Co, born Lebanon.
Olivia Newton-John, born UK.
Henry Parkes, "Father of Federation" born England.
Guy Pearce, actor, born UK.
Alex Proyas, film director and producer, born Egypt.
Rene Rivkin, infamous share trader, born China.
Greta Scacchi, actress, born Italy.
Bon Scott, original lead singer of AC/DC, born Scotland (neither is the current lead singer, Brian Johnson, born England).
Guy Sebastian, 1st "Australian Idol", born Malaysia.
Harry Seidler, noted architect, born Austria.
Glenn Shorrock, lead singer of Little River Band, born UK.
Nevil Shute, author, born UK.
Ziggy Switkowski, head of Telstra, born Germany.
Billy Thorpe, rock and roll singer, born Scotland.
Nancy Wake, the "White Mouse" WWII French Resistance Heroine, born New Zealand.
Kosta Tszyu, champion boxer, born Soviet Union.
Naomi Watts, Oscar nominated actress, born UK.
Hugo Weaving, actor, born Nigeria.
Patrick White, Nobel Laureate author, born England.
Stevie Wright (real name Stephen Wrighton) lead singer of "The Easybeats" born UK.
John Paul Young, pop star, born Scotland.
George Gregan, Australian Rugby Captain, born Zambia.
Colin Friels, actor, born Scotland.
Tania Verstak "Miss Australia 1961" born China (of Russian parents)
John Christian Watson, Australia's first Labor Prime Minister, born Valparaiso, Chile
Jennie George, first female President of the ACTU, born Italy

Hunter S. Thompson is dead. But what about his brand of raw, bloody, beautifully debauched journalism?
Mark Morford

" . . . One thing must be said, and said again, and repeated ad infinitum, screamed and lamented and slapped across the face of modern journalism in the wake of Thompson's brutal and sudden but somehow morbidly appropriate exit from this bittersweet existence and upon his ceremonial entrance into the next, a place where, we just know, the hedonism runs hot and hotter and the guns are plentiful and the drugs are insanely potent and all the hookers wear Lycra and look like Jenna Jameson and can quote Nixon's resignation speech while casually sucking the rust off a tailpipe.

Forget the legacy thing. Forget the "this man single-handedly changed modern journalism" thing. It's only partially true, anyway, given how the period when Thompson nailed the political world to the wall and held a rusty Bowie knife to its throat was nearly 30 years ago, long before the Internet and way before Nipplegate and far before most cutely agitated bloggers were even born and back when Dubya was just knee-high to a collegiate cocaine habit. . . .


Letter to a Young Musician

(I get quite a few CDs from other artists as gifts - but also seeking some kind of feedback. I am very honoured when other musicians send me their work - truly! - and I listen to every one of them, but here is a recent letter in reply that pretty much sums up my attitude about approaching others to comment on your work. This is almost verbatim from Rainer Marie Rilke's philosophy, but Rilke strongly influenced my young writing years in the early 70s.)

Dear D,

Thanks for sending me your CDs. I look forward to listening to them when I am out of 'recording mode'. (When I record my own tracks, I usually refrain from listening to other people's music so as to keep focused on my own stream of ideas. But after that phase is over, I voraciously consume everything I can as I like to see what others are up to.)

My policy on feedback and criticism is as follows: I never give, nor solicit, feedback from other artists (unless I am specifically looking for 'testimonials' for my press kit; in which case, I will make that very clear and usually only request those kind of things from artists that I know or have worked with). The German poet Rilke once said that ' works of art are of an infinite loneliness with nothing that can be reached by something as little as criticism. Only love can properly hold them.' That, in a nutshell, is my view. The only thing an artist really needs after a performance is praise and encouragement, and you have that from me. But as far as specifics, I only do that kind of thing in personal writing workshop situations where there is time and space to work through misunderstandings, which inevitably occur when one person advises another. Besides, no one is really authorised to pass any judgement on your work. Our goal is our own personal uniqueness as artists, which places them beyond comparison anyway. (Who in their right mind would try to determine who was the better and more influential guitarist: Jimi Hendrix or Robert Johnson? Unique. Beyond comparison. Best wishes and keep making poetic music. Joe


When requesting a song from the band, just say "play my song", or "it goes something like this" then hum a few bars! We musicians have a chip implanted in our heads with an unlimited database with the favorite tunes of every patron who ever walked into a bar & all songs ever recorded, so feel free to be vague, we love the challenge.

If we tell you that we do not remember exactly what tune you want, we're only kidding. Bands know every song ever recorded, so keep humming. Hum harder if need be... it helps jog the memory.

If a band tells you they do not know a song you want to hear, they either forgot that they know the tune or they are just putting you on. Try singing a few words for the band. Any words.

If one member halfway knows part of a chorus, the rest of the band will instantly learn the entire song by osmosis. Knowing this, if the band still claims to not know your song, it helps to just keep requesting the same song every time there is a break.

It also helps to scream your request from across the room several times per set followed by the phrases, "AW COME ON!" and, "YOU SUCK!" Exaggerated hand gestures expressing disapproval from the dance floor are a big help as well, such as the thumbs down or your middle finger. Put-downs are the best way to jog a band's memory. This instantly promotes you to the status of "Personal Friend Of The Band."

Entertainers are notorious fakers & jokesters and never really prepare for their shows. They simply walk on stage with no prior thought to what they will do once they arrive. An entertainer's job is so easy, even a monkey could do it, so don't let them off the hook easily. Your request is all that matters.

If a metal band had played at the club a few weeks ago, the next band that follows will automatically know every metal tune the previous band ever played, even if the current band is a blues or country band. It's the law.

Feel free to yell AC DC or SLAYER!! to a band that plays strictly originals or jazz for example. Conversely, Deadheads may yell for Grateful Dead tunes at a dance or metal band.


When an entertainer leans over to hear you better, grab his or her head in both hands and yell directly into their ear, while holding their head securely so they cannot pull away. This will be taken as an invitation to a friendly & playful game of tug of war between their head and your hands.

Don't give up! Hang on until the singer or guitar player submits. Drummers are often safe from this fun game since they usually sit in the back, protected by the guitar players. Keyboard players are protected by their instrument, & only play the game when tricked into coming out from behind their keyboards. Though difficult to get them play, it's not impossible, so keep trying. They're especially vulnerable during the break between songs.


The best time to discuss anything with the band in any meaningful way is at the middle of a song when all members are singing at the same time (such as a multi harmony part). Our hearing is so advanced that we can pick out your tiny voice from the megawatt wall of sound blasting all around us. Musicians are expert lip readers too. If a musician does not reply to your question or comment during a tune, it's because they didn't get a good look at your mouth in order to read your lips. Simply continue to scream your request & be sure to over emphasize the words with your lips. This helps immensely. Don't be fooled.

Singers have the innate ability to answer questions & sing at the same time. If the singer doesn't answer your questions immediately, regardless of how stupid the question may seem, it's because they are purposely ignoring you. If this happens, immediately cop an attitude. We love this.


If you inform the band that you are a singer, the band will appreciate your help with the next few tunes, or however long you can remain standing on stage. Just pretend you're in a Karaoke bar. Simply feel free to walk up on stage & join in. By the way, the drunker you are, the better you sound, & the louder you should sing.

If by chance you fall off the stage, be sure to crawl back up & attempt to sing harmony. Keep in mind that nothing assists the band more than outrageous dancing, third & fourth part harmonies, or a tambourine played out of tempo.

Try the cow bell, they love the challenge. The band always needs the help & will take this as a compliment.


Remember to allow enough time to make it from the stage to the bathroom in case of an emergency. On stage accidents are bad form. The band will carry on.


As a last resort, wait until the band takes a break and then get on stage and start playing their instruments. They love this. Even if you are ejected from the club, you can rest assured in the fact that you have successfully completed your audition. The band will call you immediately the following day to offer you a position.

See you at the next gig ...

The Band
(thanks to Newt Wayland)


Stop John Howard Walking Away from Global Warming!

We need John Howard to take Kyoto seriously. Your valuable signature will let John Howard know how concerned Australians are about global warming. Australia MUST ratify Kyoto. It's unacceptable that Australia is refusing to take part - we have the worst greenhouse gas emissions per capita in the world. Sign Our Petition Now!
(thanks to Doug Ashdown)


Some of you might have thought I was joking with several of my horsemeat recipes. So I include this traditional Apulia classic, especially for Samula Harris. My grandmother made the best braciole (as she called them) that I've ever eaten, but this recipe is beautiful.

(Beef Rolls)

These are braciolone if they're big, bracioline or braciolette if they're small. In Apulia they might be made of lean veal, but more often they're made of horse meat. You probably won't be able to find horse meat for this dish, but young beef or veal will be an acceptable substitute. Note that it is intended to be served as two courses, the first a sauce for pasta (often orechiette), the second the meat, either on its own or with a little more of the sauce. While some might find it odd to serve two courses with the same flavors Pugliese think good things sometimes come in double doses.

8 thin boneless beef or veal scaloppine or cutlets (about 1 pound), pounded thin
8 very thin slices savory baked ham or pancetta
2 tablespoons minced pancetta for the soffritto
1/3 cup finely chopped flat-leaf parsley
1 garlic clove, minced with the parsley
1 heaping tablespoon rinsed and drained capers
3 ounces pecorino or Parmigiano-Reggiano, cut in slender fingers
1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil
1 medium yellow onion, chopped
1 garlic clove, chopped with the onion
1 carrot, scraped and finely chopped
1/2 cup dry red wine
2 cups coarsely chopped canned whole tomatoes
1 small dried hot red chile pepper or 1/2 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
Sea salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste
Finely minced basil or parsley for garnish, optional

Pound the beef cutlets with a meat pounder to stretch them and make them very thin (or ask the butcher to do this for you). Lay a slice of ham or pancetta on each cutlet, then sprinkle with a teaspoon of the garlic parsley combination, a few capers, and a finger of cheese. Roll each cutlet up over the filling and secure with a toothpick or tie with thread. In a deep skillet over medium-high heat, brown the beef rolls on all sides in the olive oil. Remove as they brown and set aside.

For the soffritto: Add the minced pancetta to the pan together with the chopped onion, garlic, and carrot, lower the heat to medium-low, and cook, stirring occasionally, until the vegetables are soft but not brown. Add the wine, raise the heat slightly, and cook, scraping up any brown bits. When the wine has reduced by approximately half, add the tomatoes to the pan and continue cooking for about 5 minutes to reduce and thicken the tomatoes into a sauce.

The recipe may be prepared ahead to this point. When ready to continue, heat the sauce over medium until it is simmering. Crumble the chile pepper and stir into the sauce. Return the beef rolls to the pan, spooning the sauce over them to cover well. Add salt and pepper. Cover the pan, lower the heat to medium-low, and continue cooking for 25 minutes, or until the beef rolls are thoroughly impregnated with the flavors of the sauce. Serve the beef rolls with the sauce; or, if you prefer, serve the sauce with pasta as a first course, reserving just a few spoonfuls to garnish the beef rolls, which are served as the main course. Garnish with minced herbs if you wish.

Variation: In Foggia, bracioline are made as they are in Naples, with a few toasted pine nuts and some sultana raisins, plumped in hot water and drained, added to the stuffing. Serves 4 - 6. (Flavors of Apulia, Nancy Harmon Jenkins.)


" Again and again, however we know the landscape of love
and the little churchyard there, with its sorrowing names,
and the frighteningly silent abyss into which the others
fall: again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lie down again and again
among the flowers, face to face with the sky. "

~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~
 (translation by Stephen Mitchell)