I Focaccia Myself: How Eating this Bread Showed Me the Cultural Culinary Heritage of Italy

Let’s forget Rome and Florence for the moment and fast forward to a small hamlet on the Liguria coast. Nestled between Genova to the north and Camogli to the south lies a brightly painted village named Recco.

It is famous for its water polo team, steep cliffs above the sea, and foremost for its focaccia with cheese.

Upon arriving in Sori, which is a stone’s throw from Recco, we sought out the nearest place to sample this local delicacy. The woman in the trattoria above our apartment made it from scratch for our lunch. At first sight, I thought we had made a language gaff—the focaccia wasn’t at all what I expected. Continue reading