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‘Italy is Eataly.’ And Eataly is the size of all five David Jones Foodhalls in one location combined with the absurd Scandinavian navigation of IKEA.

I was exploring the Flatiron District after lunch at Shake Shack and I found myself at the entrance of Eataly. I stood on the sidewalk for several minutes, observing the speed of the foot traffic in and out. I finally walked in, thinking I’ll do a quick lap and exit.

All my senses were on alert. Cutlery clanging on china, diners conversing and shoppers ordering, the decibel of the din would be near noise pollution. The hum of human activity and the kaleidoscope of colours was a sight to behold. The aroma of freshly ground coffee wafted through the air. I breathed in deeply, to ease the anxious feeling of being enveloped in a large crowd, and to absorb caffeine!

I got lost in Eataly. Unlike IKEA, there were no arrows on the floor, no dividers for a path and no map. Directionally challenged, I weaved and wandered until I took a photo of every section and every restaurant.

The Eataly website lists twenty sections in their market and twelve places to eat. Below is a selection of them!

Wood fire ovens and counter seating at La Pizza and La Pasta for Neapolitan pizzas and al dente pasta.

Il Pesce serves fresh seafood including whole fish.

Paninoteca‘s chalkboard menu highlights regional specialties.

A pretty display of single portion cakes and tarts at Dolci.

With such a concentration of eateries, Eataly is ideal for progressive meals. Apéritif at Birreria, appetizer at one restaurant, main course at another, dessert at Dolci or Gelateria, and conclude with an espresso at Caffe Lavazza or Caffe Vergnano.

A stainless steel espresso machine is the centrepiece of Caffe Vergnano, a standing only espresso bar.

Caffe Lavazza is at the Fifth Avenue entrance and you can while away an afternoon people watching.

Cone, cup or to go, the Gelateria has three sizes and many flavours of gelati.

The market is well stocked with dried pasta.

Shelves are laden with sauces.

Marinated, stuffed and in brine, jars of olives aplenty.

Bottles of olive oil and vinegar of varying grades.

A multitude of packaged biscotti.

Preserves and conserves of every fruit.

Chilled local and imported beer.

Sliced and packaged salumi.

Boxes of cheese wedges.

The butcher has some local and organic meats.

The requisite hanging and dangling salumi.

The bakery bakes daily on site.

Bags of flour are stacked high for handmade fresh pasta.

‘The mozzarella you eat at Eataly is never more than two hours old.’

I had a fleeting urge to roll one of these Parmigiano Reggiano wheels around Eataly.

The fishmonger’s seafood is ‘never frozen’.

The fresh produce are piled high in wicker baskets.

The greens and root vegetables are neatly presented.

Beautiful trays of mushrooms.

Some on vine, others wrapped in protective foam, the tomatoes were glossy and vibrant.

A curated bookstore on Italian culinary culture.

Basic dinnerware and glassware.

Melamine glasses and bowls in rainbow hues.

A ten point manifesto and a motto, ‘eat better, cook simpler’.

I left contemplating how local European style delicatessens and providores can compete with a corporate marketplace that is Eataly.

I grew up in a household that weaned off salt over time. My parents cooked with it sparingly in a salt reduced diet that was advocated by dieticians and nutritionists. As adults we had the same shaker of supermarket brand iodised salt in our pantry for many years, its only purpose was to salt the water to boil pasta in.

A couple of evenings ago Myra gathered a group of food lovers for a salt themed potluck with Mark Bitterman. Owner of The Meadow and author of Salted, Mark was visiting from Portland and hosted a dinner at Spring Hill on Sunday.

I bought some leftover heirloom tomatoes at the TomatoFare for the bargain price of two dollars a pound. I made an insalata Caprese as my contribution to the potluck. Heirloom tomatoes, mozzarella and basil were layered, drizzled with extra virgin olive oil and balsamic vinegar, and sprinkled with Murray River salt flakes.

There were a variety of salts at the potluck and each had a story. Some were favourites, others were gifts, and mine reminds me of home.

Carol brought this beautiful Himalayan pink salt crystal for display.

The Secret Stash vanilla salt was speckled and moist.

I love the cute Sugarpill container!

Chuck made his own applewood smoked Maldon salt with lemon thyme.

There were several salads and one other insalata Caprese. Darryl‘s was geometrically styled compared to my rustic approach!

Ashleigh‘s salad of heirloom tomatoes, chèvre and mint was a kaleidoscope of colours.

The soup of the evening was by Kristin, pumpkin soup with salted pumpkin seeds.

Hors d’oeuvres included a cocoa nibs studded chèvre log with applewood salt by Karen.

Bite size hickory smoked salt pretzels, a recipe in Salted made by Carol.

Charred and fanned out on a bamboo tray, Shirley grilled maitake mushrooms and shishito peppers.

She brought three types of Japanese salts to taste with the vegetables – wasabi salt, dashi salt and shichimi tōgarashi blended with salt.

Chuck assembled fresh farm cheese and sungold tomato jam crostinis with his own applewood smoked Maldon salt and lemon thyme.

These sticky nuts were salted orange blossom honey almonds by Lisa.

Kim baked a tin of salted cranberry and pistachio biscotti.

Nazila baked a tray of Jacques Torres chocolate chip cookies with sel gris.

Carol’s second recipe from Salted was Himalayan pink salt brittle.

Nazila dipped vanilla marshmallows in chocolate with salt on top.

Anna rolled chocolate truffles with cayenne and Himalayan pink salt.

Carol made her signature alderwood smoked salt caramels.

And finally, Kimberly brought a jar of jonboy fleur de sel caramels.

We piled our plates with the delectable selection and ate as we listened to Mark, a James Beard Foundation Book Award Winner. An eloquent speaker, we were all mesmerised by his salt narrative. Salt is a ‘universal food, a defining ingredient of the world’s culinary traditions’. He described himself as a vagabond writer and a ‘ravenous and perennial eater’.

When he opened The Meadow, he felt all he was doing was putting contents of his basement into jars! Salt connects people and he stocks over one hundred varieties of salts in his store. They also sell flowers, chocolates and bitters.

He realised there was no original research on salt and its behaviour on food. Salt is a powerful flavour enhancer, a nutritional necessity and the only mineral we eat. It is not just a chemical, it is a substance made by hand.

The Meadow has recently opened a store in New York for retail customers, and they supply food manufacturers and restaurateurs.

Salt makers have an intimate relationship with nature, a deep understanding of complex conditions. Saltiness is modulated by the shape and size of the crystals. Salts have different moisture levels. Fleur de sel has about ten percent residual moisture and is resilient in food, it glistens as it dissolves to spark our palate. Eighty pounds of salt yields one pound of fleur de sel for a ‘luxurious, sensual experience’!

Mark mentioned salts from around the world. Sel gris, French grey sea salt, is mineral rich, moist, coarse and obtains the colour from its terroir. Prussian blue salt is an optical illusion!

Japan has the most sophisticated and obsessive salt culture. To make takesumi bamboo salt, sea water is extracted from three thousand feet under the ocean, sprayed onto bamboo to dry and stirred continuously with a wooden paddle while simmering until evaporated.

Hundreds of millions of years old, Himalayan salt blocks can function as tableware or cookware. It’ll slightly cure sashimi or Carpaccio, and can be heated up for sautéing.

The ‘manifesto’ is the byline of his book and this is clear when he declared that kosher salt is a stainless steel cleaner! Kosher salt is a desiccating agent that extracts moisture. It is a refined chemical manufactured for industries and it is Mark’s ‘mission in life to eradicate kosher salt’.

Salted has three sections: the life of salt, a history; salt guide, varieties and profiles; and salting, techniques and recipes.

We concluded the evening with a peek inside his case of sample salts. Mark had a bottle of nigari, or magnesium chloride. At the Spring Hill dinner the attendees had experimented with droplets into bourbon, adding a complex bitterness.

So for Kate, salt is not just salt!

Sincere thanks to Myra for her hospitality, Mark for his insights, and the Seattle food community for a delicious and informative potluck!


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