Queen Viola Cipolla
of Tropea Story and photos by Tom Weber
Ever heard of Queen Viola Cipolla of Tropea? No? Well,
in most, if not all Italian kitchens, Queen Viola Cipolla of Tropea,
who hails from Calabria, is a member of an elite family. And that family
is known here in the Bel Paese as the cipolla (onion),
the "queen of the kitchen."
Queen Viola Cipolla of Tropea just happens to be the
peninsula's most prized onion and she's the color viola (purple).
The Queen, along with her king, garlic - BAM! (Thank you Emeril) - are
the royalty of the core ingredients found in la cucina Italiana.
Available year round, the new season of Queen Viola
is seeded under the cool air of the fall in the fields around Golfo
Vaticano (Vatican Golf), near the city of Tropea, overlooking
the Calabrese stretch of the Tyrrhenian seacoast. In May-June she's
harvested, and June-July she begins to hold court at countless open-air
markets and the most popular supermarket chains throughout Italy and
beyond. Unique among onions, in 2008 the European Union registered the
regal Cipolla Rossa di Tropea (Red Onion of Tropea) under its
Protected Designation of Origin (PDO) mark.
As a devoted subject, I happen to love Queen Viola.
As my queen, she's sweet; so much so, they even make marmalade out of
her. And best of all, my queen doesn't leave you running for mouthwash
like most of her yellow or white-skinned relatives of the onion realm.
I bow to her and pay homage whenever she's thinly sliced over fresh
salads, grilled alongside meats and seafood, or skewered onto juicy
and colorful spiedini (shish kebabs).
Whether you spend lots of time cooking or, like me,
just carry around a good fork, I dare you to wipe off your cutting board
and allow Queen Viola into your kitchen. She's Calabria's sweet-tasting,
deep-purple royalty and really deserves a try the next time you reach
for an onion.
Long live the Queen! Queen Viola Cipolla of Tropea,
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