From the New York Post, October 19, 1999, page 56.
Highlights from "Making Gnocchi" by
Bobbie Leigh:
Although once duhbed by an Italian magazine as
"the least expensive cooking school in Italy," Toscana Saporita has
an aura of elegance and sophistication from its location - a
17th-century estate about a 30-minute drive north of Pisa and close
to the port town of Viareggio - and its cast of characters. They are
right out of a Fellini movie - a contessa, a baron, a marquesa and
endearing master teachers. "I want everybody who comes to our school
to love Tuscany, to love the food and to be able to cook whatever we
do here at home," says the ebullient Sandra Lotti.
During my week at their cooking school last
summer, our class of eight bonded quickly and relished the easy-going
classes where presentation was stressed as much as preparation. We
learned to make radish roses and create vegetable centerpieces worthy
of the outstanding dishes at our al fresco lunches in the villa's
garden.
[The people:]
Lotti, with her American-born cousin, Anne Bianchi, runs a
cooking school like no other. They have been cooking together since
they were bambini and recently collaborated on "Dolci Toscani, the
Book of Tuscan Desserts."
The cooking school cast of characters are so simpatico and the
setting amid 10,000 olive trees so restorative that students often
extend their stay.
The tour leader is Betty, who cooks in her mother's restaurant at night, heads up the local tourist office and is an earnest instructor on the glories of Tuscany.
When the group returns, usually around 7 p.m., the handsome
Claudio, a movie projectionist in the nearby port town of Viareggio,
whisks her off, blond hair streaming behind her, on his
motorbike.
[The food:]
After the cooking sessions, a long table is set in the garden
and the morning's efforts - perhaps a carrot bisque with porcini
mushrooms, gnocchi, grilled veggies, warm pear and arugula salad and
cappucino gelato (made with heavy cream and egg yolks) crowned with
bittersweet chocolate sauce - are served along with two or three
wines.
At dinner we sat at a long table in a high-ceilinged room with the original terracotta decorated with 18th-century, six-foot-high family portraits of severe looking Tuscans in costumes right out of Romeo and Juliet.
This was a gala affair with several wines and stellar dishes -
porcini mushroom risotto, grilled calamari salad, tomato and basil
tarts, eggplant parmesan, and a sensational sea bass and vegetables
in parchment.
Desserts ranged from panna cotta, puddings, and cakes to tira
misu, apple tart, carmelized pears and almond and orange biscotti -
followed by chocolate coconut truffles, grappa, brandy, and
limoncello (pure alcohol, sugar, and lemons) which the contessa makes
with organically grown lemons from her garden.