Uva Fragola—Strawberry Grapes

Arbor Midsummer

About 10 years ago we planted grape vines on the arbor for shade in the summer and sun in the winter. A grape arbor is the perfect natural solution since the grapes come on strong in the hottest months and then fall away into an open twiggy lattice when you need the sun the most. Fantastic! But what do you do with all of the grapes? This year we are having a bumper crop due to the heavy rains. So if anybody needs a couple bushel baskets full, stop by and we can help you out. But until you arrive, we just hope the arbor is strong enough to hold them all. Just kidding.

Baby Grapes

The strawberry grape matures into the most beautiful deep purple fruit—one of nature’s fascinating miracles. If you haven’t tasted them, you’ll be surprised to discover that they taste just like strawberries (hence the name, duh). But they are grapes! It is actually a bit confusing to eat them. That’s why it’s much better to make a great strawberry wine (which we have absolutely no interest in doing), or making an all time Tuscan favorite, schiacciata con l’uva, flat bread with grapes. It’s something like blueberry cobbler.

Adolescent Grapes

We think this local specialty was invented centuries ago by farmers who grew and ate whatever they could. Then when they found themselves with an overabundance of those darn grapes voilà! put some on the bread!  It’s made from the normal schiacciata, flat bread (like a thick pizza crust) and then covered with grapes, about 5 pounds of sugar, and baked. To this day it is a harvest time treat, and you can find hand-lettered signs in the bakeries that announce their fresh baked version. But here’s the strange part to us. Grapes have seeds. Our personal experience is that you might consider these more than just a little crunchy. For that reason, we have lovingly dubbed the dish “torta del sasso, rock pie.”

Mature Grapes

We were with some friends who offered the tasty treat for dessert after dinner. We could hear them chewing and crunching across the room—a rather disturbing sound of new gravel under tires.  Of course they weren’t aware that we could hear them chomping away, since the noise inside their heads was thunderous, interrupted every so often with groans of delight! And what those seeds must do to your teeth?!!? When you bite into one of those babies, you better have a dentist close by, perhaps operating from a kiosk in the back yard.

We politely picked through the grape debris, offloading the seeds to the side of the plate, before biting down. But by the time we were finished with this seed extraction process, it looked so unappetizing that the thrill of having dessert was gone. Personally, we would rather have decent teeth for the rest of our lives than revel in the momentary pleasure of a good old hearty piece of rock pie.

Bumper Crop

So, we are left with the dilemma of what to do with our functional grape solar screen as the harvest season draws nigh. In previous years, we have bought a hundred paper bags, and then delivered a surprise gift to everyone we saw, even though they probably had their own uva fragola crop at home. We never asked, because the answer could mean not handing off a peck or two.  Nevertheless, a bag went to the guys at the autoficcina, car mechanics; Giuliano as he passed by on his tractor; Giovanna in the neighborhood office; neighbors in exchange for miele, honey. . . and on and on until they were all gone. Usually though, we end up catering the annual fall “festa di uccelli,” bird party, held just over the fence between us and the woods.

If you want to experiment on your own, check out this recipe, but be careful!

You may also enjoy visiting our other websites:

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About cheryl & emerson

The Ride of a Lifetime! After sixteen years of trying to live in Italy as "true Italians," we set out to write a book about our experiences. As it turns out, we ended up doing a lot more than just writing a book because we decided that to capture the essence, we really needed music, poetry, drawings, videos and more. So, that's exactly what we did. You can find our complete body of work at www.uncommonpromise.wordpress.com. We hope you can visit us from time to time—let us know what your personal adventure looks like. Perhaps we can all glean some inspiration to go out and write a new chapter in our own stories! Wishing you the best, Cheryl and Emerson
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4 Responses to Uva Fragola—Strawberry Grapes

  1. Valerie Lozowicki says:

    Grape jam, perhaps?

    • cheryl&em says:

      Funny that you should suggest jam. Last year we gave the neighbors a couple of pecks of grapes to make “marmellata.” The next day, they did the classic neighbor thing: came over with an empty cup and asked if they could borrow sugar. But we didn’t have any, so suggested they find a recipe that uses honey.

  2. matt says:

    hi guys i need help on tracing seeds for strawberry grapes/uva americana
    well please contact me as i am having a nightmare of a time to find any
    regards
    matt

  3. cheryl&em says:

    Matt,
    We don’t know where you are, but that’s an easy one in Italy. You can also find them in England, but probably not shipped out. You can find them under seedsofitaly.com. In the US they’re hard to find because they can’t be grown successfully in many states. Your best bet is a supplier on the east coast where they are more likely to be found. We would start with a big seed company like Burpee and they can aim you in the right direction. Good luck!

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