Pasta e fagioli prompted by stay in Venice

Academia Bridge connects Campo San Vidal with the Dorsoduro sestieri where students congregate in Venice.

Academia Bridge connects Campo San Vidal with the Dorsoduro sestieri where students congregate in Venice.

On a stunning afternoon in Venice, I had pasta e fagioli — pasta and bean soup — a staple in Italian homes and trattorias.

St. Marks and the Square it dominates.

St. Marks and the square it dominates.

The soup was hearty and flavorful; we were eating at a restaurant tucked along the side of Campo San Stefano, taking a break after exploring St. Mark’s Basilica and the square it dominates. We planned to cross the Academia Bridge after lunch. Crossing the bridge would put us in the Dorsoduro sestieri, or district. A couple we had met in Padua — Portlanders, no less — told us the Dorsoduro offered a quieter experience at cocktail time. There, students congregate and enjoy a glass of wine and a break from studies.

Pasta e fagioli has been on my mind since we got back from northern Italy. I poured over some cookbooks and came up with this recipe last night. I’ll try again, though, because I had to improvise and this wasn’t quite right. I didn’t have the exact kind of pasta or pork that the recipe called for and I was unwilling to make a trip to the store.

Instead of pancetta, for example, common to many of the versions, I had high-quality bacon from Chop in Portland. I had orzo on hand, but not a tiny tubular macaroni. And as regular readers of Small Plates know, I’ve had poor luck with cooking beans so I used canned cannellis.

Regardless, I thought my version was pretty good — at least this time around. But I’m going to improve it. The Intrepid One liked this version, however, even going so far as to ask me to serve it Friday night when we have guests. For me, however, the orzo swelled up too much and threw off the balance between the beans and pasta. So stay tuned, and if you’re so inclined, feel free to offer suggestions in the comments section at the bottom or on Facebook.

Pasta e fagioli

1/4 cup olive oil

1/2 an onion, chopped

1 carrot, chopped

4 cloves chopped garlic

3 pieces medium cut bacon chopped into 1-inch segments

2/3 cup canned San Marzano diced tomatoes

2 15-ounce cans of cannelli beans, drained

3 cups of chicken or beef broth

Salt and pepper to taste

1/2 pound small tubular pasta

Heat the olive oil in a deep pot and cook the onion until it becomes golden and translucent. Add the garlic and carrots. Cook until the garlic turns golden. Add the bacon.

cropped-small-plates-blog.pngWhen the bacon is about done, get rid of some or most of the fat. I pushed the mixture to the side, tilted the pot and soaked up the oil with paper towels. Add the tomatoes and their juice and simmer, stirring from time to time.

Add the drained cannelli beans. Cook for about 10 minutes, then remove about half the mixture and put it in a food processor. Blend until you have a thick paste, then return to the pot. Add the broth and then season with the salt and pepper.

Now is the time to add the pasta. You need the mixture to be liquid enough to cook pasta, yet thick enough to be a hearty soup. Add more broth if necessary.

Allow the pasta to cook, according to directions. For me, it took about 10 minutes.

Drizzle with olive oil in each bowl before serving.

I need to make adjustments to my first attempt at pasta e fagioli. Suggestions are welcome. I should have waited until I had assembled the exact ingredients, but sometimes I get impatient when I want to cook and blog.

I need to make adjustments to my first attempt at pasta e fagioli. Suggestions are welcome. I should have waited until I had assembled the exact ingredients, but sometimes I get impatient when I want to cook and blog.

 

 

 

 

Janet Cleaveland

Janet Cleaveland

What happens when a retired journalist spends a lot more time in the kitchen than in past years? She tries new dishes and jumps at the chance to write a blog about food, family and good times. My kids are grown now, but I'll be looking back at how they learned to cook, what recipes my husband (the Intrepid One) and I are experimenting with, and how food and conversation make for happy times in the kitchen. I worked for The Columbian for 15 years as a copy editor and another 10 elsewhere, though I didn't start out as a journalist. I thought I wanted to teach English literature. My husband grew up in Clark County, and I've lived here since 1983. My kids have grown and left home. Like my husband of 52 years, our adopted chocolate Lab would never pass up a chance for a tasty meal.

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