Snob in the kitchen

Cooking tonight, I pulled out an odd little cook book we acquired in a pile of used books in Paris a few years back: Snob in the Kitchen, published in 1967.

It’s written by one Simonetta, “one of the world’s top fashion designers;” she’s memorialized in a photograph on the back cover in a leopard-skin coat talking on a huge telephone holding her cigarette at a rakish angle. The book was illustrated by her cousin, HRH Giovanni de Boubon, Prince des Deux Siciles, and as luck would have it, our copy is inscribed by Giovanni to his aunt Isa, “the only one in the family who was kind enough to buy the book.”

I’m making spaghetti capri, which is basically anchovies, tuna, bruised garlic, basil, parsley and pepper. Zowee!