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The Great Spaghetti Compromise

'Our' Ragù Bolognese


I wish I had a more picturesque story to go along with this recipe. I considered for a moment making up one about about a rustic trattoria in northern Italy, a wrinkled old grandmother in the kitchen, a lot of hand gestures and an almost-illegible recipe scribbled on an empty flour sack. But then I thought better of it. No, it's better you know the truth, that where this dish really has its origins is in stubbornness, intolerance, and marital discord, with a little bit of curry thrown in for good measure. But don't worry, it has a happy ending regardless.

Okay, I'll cut to the chase: spaghetti bolognese almost destroyed my marriage. Well, maybe that's a slight exaggeration, but it's true that the iconic pasta sauce from Bologna ranks as one of the most persistent and unresolvable sources of conflict we've faced in more than a decade together.

It's kind of silly, since I didn't even grow up with spaghetti bolognese. In fact, when I was a kid, pasta was a one-trick pony. Nobody had ever heard of 'bolognese'; what we ate with spaghetti was 'spaghetti sauce', and the ritual surrounding it was quite simple: boil spaghetti, open jar, heat and serve, preferably alongside a can of Kraft parmesan. I simply took it for granted that the reason for being of any plate of spaghetti was to be a carrier substance for cheese. It wasn't until I was much older, and actually made it to Italy, that I tasted a version of the famed ragù bolognese, and fell in love at first forkful. I loved how utterly unlike those bland sauces in a jar it was, how much more like meat than tomato it tasted, and how for the first time in my life I didn't feel the need to drown the plate in parmesan.

Manuel, on the other hand, actually grew up with bolognese, and when we met it was one of the things he cooked most frequently. In Germany, though, like in most of the rest of Europe, 'bolognese' it's a catchall term for a tomato-based sauce with ground meat, and most versions bear only a passing resemblance to the Italian original. Manuel's version, which he based on one his mother used to make, contains the better part of a bottle of red wine, copious amounts of canned tomato puree, whatever dried herbs he had on and no small amount of sugar - as well as (whenever he thought I wasn't looking) a few shakes of curry powder. He would start by kneading the onion, garlic and herbs into some pork, which he would then fry the living daylights out of before adding in the liquid, and the whole thing from start to finish took well under an hour. It certainly wasn't bad (that is, as long as he restrained his curry impulses), but it always left me yearning for the big, meaty flavors of the real thing.

The problems started when I bought a copy of Lynn Rossetto Kasper's The Splendid Table, a superb book on the food of Emilia-Romagna, and one by one started working through her chapter on ragùs. Each and every one was a hearty, robust affair that simmered on the stove for hours and fed us for days. They featured more types of meat than I thought was physically possible to fit into a bite of spaghetti: beef, pork, veal, pancetta, prosciutto, even poultry gizzards, and naturally everything was bound by meat broth. As a rule they featured white wine instead of red, little or no garlic, no herbs save for a bay leaf or two, and very little tomato - a tablespoon or two at most. In other words, they offered meat without much distraction, but they were also just what I'd been craving.

Manuel, on the other hand, hated them. They were too beefy, too dry, not sweet enough, not acidic enough, and the meat was too bland. It was psychological, I think; if he hadn't grown up eating something that masqueraded under the same name he probably would have loved them, but he couldn't get over the fact that this unfamiliar stuff was what his favorite comfort food was 'supposed' to be. And soon enough, it became a tug of war every time we decided to have pasta: let me make my bolognese, no no, you made yours last time, I want mine this time. And the more we insisted, the more polarized we got until we were both almost unwilling to eat the other's recipe. I'm ashamed to admit it even started getting nasty - one day we didn't speak to each other for an entire evening after getting in a shouting match over the relative merits of red wine versus white.

A middle way was needed, we both realized, before spaghetti (of all things!) became the undoing of our union. Instead of the incessant bickering over whose version was better, we decided to construct a recipe that would make us both happy. And so we started compromising. He agreed to drop the dried herbs, accept white wine and live with considerably less tomato than he was used to. I agreed to throw in some garlic, sweeten the sauce a smidge and, after much convincing, spice the meat at least an hour before I intended to start cooking (which I assumed would be totally wasted effort since the meat was about to simmer in a highly-flavored sauce for several hours). We also agreed to keep the traditional carrot, celery and meat broth, add pancetta for depth, and since we were beating a new path already, we threw caution to the wind and added a bit of fresh rosemary.

I don't know what either one of us expected to result from that compromise - a sauce we could both tolerate, maybe - but what came out of that pot after a couple of hours on the stove left us both stunned. It was incredible. The flavor was every bit as deep and robust as the traditional ragùs, full of brown, meaty succulence, but it was also brighter and more balanced with its touch of acidity and sweetness. And Manuel's insistence on pre-spicing the meat was a stroke of genius, I have to say, since the garlic and rosemary remained embedded within each tender nugget, and exploded with flavor under our teeth. We ate that spaghetti like it was the last thing we ever would, and when the dust had settled it was clear that not only had we managed to inhale an entire batch between the two of us, but this was one sauce that would feature on our table again and again.

So, there you have it. No grandmothers or trattorias, but a compromise, a rescued marriage and a wickedly tasty pasta sauce to boot. 'Our' ragù may not pass muster in Bologna, or bring back cherished childhood memories, but that doesn't really matter - the important thing is that we both look forward to it, and even more tellingly, I haven't caught him even once eyeing the jar of curry powder.


'Our' Ragù Bolognese


Ragùs are very funny things - who would've thought they were so intensely personal? Then again, with their complex ingredient lists and long, drawn-out preparations there is a lot of room for each individual cook to leave their mark. I wouldn't go so far as to say that this is the last word in ragùs for me, but it is one of the best I've ever had. Of course its appeal partly relies on top-notch ingredients: good pancetta, high-quality meat etc., but there are also a few techniques involved that help it develop its flavor, and which could easily be employed in any recipe. One is salting and flavoring the meat separately, at least an hour before cooking, which is surprisingly discernible in the finished dish. The second is browning both the vegetables and meat well before adding the liquid, which contributes a wonderful depth to the finished sauce. Finally, the cooking must not be rushed; the sauce should slowly reduce over the lowest heat possible for two to three hours to give all the flavors the chance to properly meld. You can also make it a day ahead and reheat it just before serving, in which case it'll taste even better.
Serves: 4-6

For the meat:
1.5 lbs (700g) pork, or half pork and half beef (preferably organic, free-range)
3 large cloves garlic, crushed
1 tablespoon fresh rosemary, chopped
1/2 teaspoon salt
freshly-ground black pepper

2 tablespoons olive oil
4 oz (120g) pancetta, finely chopped
1 large onion, finely chopped
1 fat carrot, peeled and diced
2 stalks celery, diced
1/2 cup (125ml) whole milk
1 cup (250ml) dry white wine
3 cups (750ml) chicken stock, preferably low-sodium (if your stock is very salty dilute it with a little water before measuring)
1/3 cup (80ml) tomato paste
1 bay leaf
1 tablespoon sugar

1 lb. fresh or dried spaghetti, tagliatelle, or the pasta of your choice, for serving

At least an hour and up to a day before starting to cook, knead together the ground meat, crushed garlic, chopped rosemary, salt and pepper. Cover and refrigerate.

In a large heavy pot over medium heat, heat the oil and add the pancetta, onions, carrot and celery. Cook, stirring frequently, until the vegetables are golden and have started to caramelize, about 25-30 minutes. Raise the heat to medium high and add the meat, breaking it up thoroughly with a fork and stirring constantly until medium brown in color, about 10 minutes. Add the milk, stirring until most of the liquid has evaporated. Add the wine, stock, tomato paste and bay leaf, stir well and bring to a boil.

Partially cover the pot, reduce the heat to low, and allow to cook at a gentle simmer for 2-3 hours. At the end of its cooking time the ragu should be juicy and thick, but not liquidy; if after two hours it still looks too wet, uncover and raise the heat slightly. Stir in the sugar, and adjust salt and pepper as needed. Keep warm.

Just before serving, bring a large pot of salted water to a boil and cook the pasta until al dente. Drain the pasta, reserving about 1/2 cup of its cooking water. Return the pasta to the pot and toss with the ragù, adding a little reserved cooking water if necessary to help the sauce evenly coat the noodles. Serve immediately, with freshly-grated parmesan cheese on the side.

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That looks so great that I'm gonna have some spaghetti now :-)!

March 13, 2009 | Unregistered Commentergine

This is very similar to the bolognese recipe I have been tinkering with the past 25 years or so. I know that your will be great. Three suggestions.
(1) Add the white wine separately and evaporate to a syrup before adding stock, etc.
(2) Add a piece of parmigiano reggiano rind (2"x2") to the mix at the same time as the stock, etc. Take it out the same time you pull the bay leaf out.
(3) Most Important!! Freeze finished sauce at least 24 hours. This makes a big, big difference in the final flavor. It improves the sauce considerably.

Wramblin' Wreck

March 15, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterWramblin' Wreck

To us, spaghetti bolognese is something we do, when we need a hearty meal on a cold weekend, when we feel bad or sad, or when we go skiing. If possible, we let it simmer over night. That is what make the ragu perfekt... I'm glad you took up the cudgels for the one and only truely italian bolognese. We left it on top of the fireplace over night, and it was just the most perfect ragu we ever made.

March 16, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterJulia

I could swear you were describing me and my roommate in your post! We both (not so) secretly judge each other's bolognese's (and most definitely think that our version is better than the other person's), but we have yet to rise above our stubbornness. You give me hope that one day we will have peace in the kitchen!

March 17, 2009 | Unregistered Commenteralex

Awesome, thank you! This is my husband's favorite sauce and we can never resolve the great red wine vs. white wine and more meat vs. more tomatoes debate. I will give this a try, maybe it will be a happy compromise in my house as well!

March 19, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterIrene

My bolognese a la melissa is simmering slowly as I type this email. A quick taste test just confirmed what I'd hoped -- it's absolutely delicious.

I've always loved a good bolognese. However, for cultural reasons, my hubby can't eat beef and our compromise is that I don't cook it at home (although I do order it in restaurants when he's around). I figured this would mean that bolognese wouldn't be on our home menu, since I'm not crazy about all-ground pork. But reading your recipe whetted my appetite, and so I gave it a whirl using a combination of ground turkey breast and mild italian pork sausage meat. Otherwise, I followed your recipe to a T. Amazing.

I next plan to try my hand at your seven-year granola, and maybe a meyer lemon pudding if I can nab some meyer lemons at Granville Island (we live in Vancouver, BC).

You're a terrific story teller, photographer and cook. Thx for sharing your recipes and stories!

March 24, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterAlison A

Hi Melissa, thank you for posting this absolutely delicious recipe. We had this last and was a big hit even with my fussy 3 year old daughter. Like all the other readers, I noticed that there was a layer of oil which probably comes from the added milk (I used a very lean beef mince). But I didn't have a problem with it as I thought it added to the flavour of the whole dish. This recipe is definitely a keeper :)

March 28, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterjo

just what i was looking for! we're in germany right now and the choice of canned sauce for an emergency is shocking. we tried one last week and not only was it tiny- it was awful- sweet and tons of modified starches so it had a horrible consistency. anyway, here is the perfect antidote! thanks!!!

March 31, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterangelina hart

Amazing blog and recipes. I'll be trying them out soon. My guilmates are planning to have a grand eyeball and I believe your recipes would fit the event. So much for playing and grinding wow gold, we deserve to eat. Lolz.

April 1, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterExiled

terrific dish.
cannot wait to try it out.
here is another tuscan classic - pici with wild boar.
you don't need a boar to make it, pork works fine as well.
recipe @ http://wheretogoandwhattodo.blogspot.com/2009/04/pici-al-cinghiale.html

June 7, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterderf

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