The inventor of tiramisu now lives in Baltimore
This is the recipe:
The original tiramisu was served as a free-standing cake, according to Baltimore pastry chef Carminantonio Iannaccone, making a more elegant presentation. This dessert has several steps, so here’s one way to work efficiently: Make the zabaglione and pastry cream in the morning, assemble the tiramisu in the afternoon and chill it overnight; that will allow the flavors to develop and makes the tiramisu easier to serve. 6 servings
For the zabaglione
* 2 large egg yolks
* 3 tablespoons sugar
* 1/4 cup Marsala wine
* 1/4 teaspoon vanilla extract
* 1/2 teaspoon finely grated lemon zest
For the pastry cream
* 1/4 cup sugar
* 1 tablespoon flour
* 1/2 teaspoon finely grated lemon zest
* 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
* 1 large egg yolk
* 3/4 cup whole milk
For the whipped cream
* 1 cup chilled heavy cream
* 1/4 cup sugar
* 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
For the assembly
* 2 cups brewed espresso, warmed
* 1 teaspoon rum extract
* 1/2 cup sugar
* 1/3 cup mascarpone cheese
* 36 store-bought ladyfingers
* 2 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa powder
For zabaglione: Have ready a double boiler. Combine the egg yolks, sugar, Marsala, vanilla extract and lemon zest in a large mixing bowl. Whisk together until the yolks are fully blended and the mixture is smooth. Transfer the mixture to the top of a double boiler; fill the bottom pot with hot water and place the top pot on top. Over low heat, cook the egg mixture, stirring constantly, for about 8 minutes or until it resembles a thick custard. It may bubble a bit as it reaches that consistency. Let cool to room temperature, then cover and refrigerate at least 4 hours or overnight, until thoroughly chilled.
For the pastry cream: Combine the sugar, flour, lemon zest and vanilla extract in a medium heavy-bottomed saucepan. Add the egg yolk and half the milk. Whisk until smooth. Place the saucepan over low heat and cook, stirring constantly to prevent curdling. Add the remaining milk a bit at a time, stirring. After about 12 minutes the mixture will be thick, free of lumps and beginning to bubble. (If you have a few lumps, don’t worry; push the cream through a fine-mesh strainer.) Transfer to a bowl and cool to room temperature, then cover and refrigerate at least 4 hours or overnight, until thoroughly chilled.
For the whipped cream: Combine the cream, sugar and vanilla extract in a mixing bowl. Beat with a large whisk, hand mixer or immersion blender until the mixture holds stiff peaks. Set aside.
For the assembly: Have ready a large rectangular serving platter.
Combine the espresso, rum extract and sugar in a shallow dish, whisking to mix well. Set aside to cool.
Meanwhile, in a large bowl, beat the mascarpone cheese with a spoon; this will make it easier to mix. Add the reserved zabaglione and pastry cream, blending until just combined. Gently fold in the whipped cream. Set the cream mixture aside.
Working quickly, dip 12 of the ladyfingers in the sweetened espresso, about 1 second per side. They should be moist but not soggy. Immediately transfer each ladyfinger to the platter, placing them side by side in a single row. Spoon one-third of the cream mixture on top of the ladyfingers, then use a rubber spatula or spreading knife to cover the top evenly, all the way to the edges. Repeat to create 2 more layers, using 12 ladyfingers and the cream mixture for each layer. Clean any spilled cream mixture; cover carefully with plastic wrap and refrigerate the tiramisu overnight.
To serve, carefully remove the plastic wrap and sprinkle the tiramisu with cocoa powder using a fine-mesh strainer. Cut into individual portions.
And here’s the story:
“It’s not a big invention,” said Carminantonio Iannaccone in a lilting Italian accent. “It’s not like the telephone. It’s just a dessert.”
Iannaccone tugs at his black suspenders and shifts in his chair in the cramped office above Piedigrotta, his even more cramped Baltimore bakery. He’s being modest. Because it’s not any dessert that Iannaccone (pronounced yahn-a-CONE-ay) claims to have created. It’s tiramisu. If Iannaccone actually invented Italy’s most famous sweet — and there’s reason to believe he might have — then I am sitting in the presence of gastronomic greatness, the Italian equivalent of the Earl of Sandwich.
Iannaccone’s story is simple. He trained as a pastry chef in the southern city of Avellino, then migrated to Milan to find work at the age of 12. In 1969 he married his wife, Bruna, and opened a restaurant also called Piedigrotta in Treviso, where he cooked up a dessert based on the “everyday flavors of the region”: strong coffee, creamy mascarpone, eggs, Marsala and ladyfinger cookies. He says it took him two years to perfect the recipe, which was originally served as an elegant, freestanding cake.
Tiramisu, which means “pick me up” — a reference to its shot of espresso — was an instant hit. Chefs, Iannaccone says, came to taste it, and soon they were either making their own versions or he was supplying them with his. By the early ’80s, tiramisu had become ubiquitous throughout Italy and beyond. Miami Beach had a restaurant called Tiramisu, and the dessert was considered a status symbol among the Tokyo elite.
Iannaccone’s tiramisu is tremendous, a sophisticated and boozy rendition that has little in common with the soupy mush that too often passes as the original. “Today, it’s a mess,” said Iannaccone, sounding somewhat defeated. “But if you like it and your grandma made it that way,” he shrugged, “fine.”
Still, the whole thing seemed awfully unlikely. Why would the creator of tiramisu be operating a tiny bakery on the outskirts of Baltimore’s Little Italy? And would the inventor even be alive? Italians pride themselves on their culinary traditions, not newfangled innovation (like those crazy Catalonians). Surely, a classic like tiramisu would date back to the Renaissance. Catherine de Medici gave us artichokes, truffles, gelato, even the fork. Surely, she would have had a hand in tiramisu, too.
In an age when chefs are busily copyrighting recipes, patenting new cooking techniques and suing one another for ripping off restaurant concepts — as New York chef Rebecca Charles did last month — you’d think it would be easy to track down who served up the first tiramisu.
But 40 years ago, in a small Italian town, no one, especially Carminantonio Iannaccone, apparently thought to boast about a new dish or save a menu that might prove when it was first served. He didn’t know tiramisu would become an icon of Italian gastronomy, breeding such bastard children as “berrymisu” and pumpkin tiramisu trifle. He didn’t know that in 2007 it would pull up 4.9 million hits on Google vs. just 792,000 for the mighty cannoli.
As Iannaccone likes to say, it’s just a dessert.
Iannaccone, who still struggles with English and recounted much of his story in Italian, says he doesn’t have the time, or the energy, to prove that he is tiramisu’s inventor. So I decided to do some legwork on his behalf. First, I examined the historical legends: One says the dessert was invented in the 17th century in honor of the grand duke of Tuscany, Cosimo III de Medici, but soon became the favorite of courtesans who used it for a little extra energy before performing their duties and gave it the nickname “pick me up.” Another says it was invented in Turin in the mid-19th century at the request of Italy’s first prime minister, Camillo Cavour, a renowned gourmand who needed a pick-me-up for the trying task of unifying the Italian peninsula.
Good stories, both. But neither is true, Italian food experts agree. Mascarpone, one of tiramisu’s key ingredients, is native to the northern Veneto region and wouldn’t have been found in Tuscany hundreds of years ago. Even in the 19th century, without refrigeration, a dessert made with uncooked eggs would likely have sickened more people than it pleased.
Next, I scoured authoritative cookbooks for a recipe that would predate Iannaccone’s claim. But, as he predicted, niente: British cookbook author Elizabeth David makes no mention of the dessert in her 1954 “Italian Food,” nor does Marcella Hazan in “The Classic Italian Cookbook” (1973).
Indeed, it wasn’t until the 1980s that published references to tiramisu began to appear. Two Treviso restaurants get the credit: El Toula (from cookbook authors Claudia Roden and Anna del Conte and Saveur magazine) and Le Beccherie (from several Italian magazines and cookbooks).
El Toula “was after us,” Iannaccone said. “They print it because it’s famous. We’re not famous. And we don’t care.”
(Neither, for the record, does the owner of El Toula, Arturo Filippini. When reached by phone in Treviso, he admitted that El Toula had only “contributed” to the development of tiramisu. As far as he knew it was invented “sometime in the 1950s” in a casa chiuso — a house of ill repute — for women who, you guessed it, needed a pick-me-up.)
What Iannaccone does care about is the attribution to Le Beccherie. Though he has no invoices to prove it, he claims that his late brother, Giuseppe, sold tiramisu to Le Beccherie, whose owners passed it off as their own.
Le Beccherie owner Carlo Campeol says that’s preposterous. In a telephone interview, Campeol insisted that he’s never met or even heard of Iannaccone or his restaurant Piedigrotta.
Stuck in the middle of a culinary he-says-he-says, I turned to Pietro Mascioni, the husband of a Los Angeles cooking teacher who became an amateur tiramisu-ologist after reading about Iannaccone’s claim last year in foodie newsletter the Rosengarten Report ( http://www.davidrosengarten.com). The recipe printed in the newsletter directs you to first make a zabaglione, then a pastry cream, and it “seemed bogus,” Mascioni said. “It’s a chef’s recipe. Wait two days for this, then make that. It’s not something that you would do in Italy. Everything there is very simple and done on the spot.” (Rosengarten, whose staff worked with Iannaccone to nail down the recipe, disagrees: “People want to believe that it’s an old folk recipe that drifted into the kitchen. But what is clear is that tiramisu was invented by an Italian pastry chef, so it’s likely it wouldn’t be rustic.”)
Mascioni began to search through his vast collection of Italian cookbooks and magazines. Finally, in a 1981 edition of “Vin Veneto,” he found a series of recipes for coffee desserts collected by respected gourmet Giuseppe Maffioli. There, for the first time in print, was a recipe for tiramisu.
“Born recently, less than two decades ago, in the city of Treviso is a dessert called Tiramesu which was made for the first time in a restaurant, Alle Beccherie, by a pastry chef called Loly Linguanotto,” the introduction, in Italian, declares loftily, using the Venetian dialect in the spelling of the dessert’s name. “The dessert and its name, tiramesu, which signifies its nutritious and restorative properties, became immediately popular and was copied with fidelity and variations not only in the restaurants of Treviso and the region but throughout Veneto and Italy.”
The recipe that follows, what Maffioli calls “tiramesu legittimo,” combines eggs, sugar, mascarpone and coffee-soaked ladyfingers. There is no alcohol, because, as Campeol explained, it was served to children and the elderly.
A subsequent recipe for “refined” tiramisu includes rum or Marsala in the mix.
“The story is very credible,” said Mascioni, who traveled to Treviso to talk to the Campeols last fall. There, matriarch Alba Campeol told Mascioni that she got the idea for the dessert after the birth of one of her children. She was very weak in bed and her mother-in-law brought her a zabaglione, spiked with coffee to give her energy.
When she returned to the restaurant, she worked with her chef, Liguanotto, to make a layered dessert that they called tiramesu. (Mascioni’s account of his visit is at his wife’s Web site: http://www.annamariavolpi.com.)
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