A Central Element Of Italian Identity
I don't suppose it comes as any
surprise that Italians eat a lot of pizza. About four million a day
on average. Americans consume twice as many, but there are a lot more
of us. Italians produce all that pizza in roughly 48,000 pizzerie
(the proper plural form of pizzeria).
There are around 61,269 pizza joints in America, in case you were
wondering.
Now,
you know Italians are fiercely protective of their food. There are
rules and laws and consortia and governing bodies covering everything
from cheese to ham to olive oil to vinegar. In fact, there are 138
Italian products that are deemed “Denominazione Origine
Protetta” or D.O.P., and an additional 83 that qualify as
“Indicazione Geografica Protetta” or I.G.P.. (The English
translations are Protected Designation of Origin or P.D.O. and
Protected Geographical Indication or P.G.I., respectively.) These
designations mean there are strictly enforced regulations in place
regarding the manufacture and/or production of things like
Parmigiano-Reggiano and balsamic vinegar, just to name two. And if an
Italian lawmaker has his way, there will soon be another regulated
food in Italy: pizza. Or at least the people who make it.
Forza Italia party senator Bartolomeo
Amidei has presented a bill to create a registry for all professional
Italian pizzaioli. The purpose of said registry would be to
protect Italy's culinary traditions and to prevent clueless consumers
from being sold substandard pizza. As one who has consumed many a
substandard pizza at a variety of American pizza outlets, I say, “how
soon can we implement such a registry here?”
Seriously, the proposal calls for
anybody aspiring to graduate from the ranks of home cook to the
flour-covered halls of professional pizzadom to complete a 120-hour
course. Upon passing the course, which will include 20 hours of food
science, 20 hours of pizza-making workshops, 30 hours of food hygiene
classes and 40 hours of foreign language study, the prospective pizza
pro must then accumulate 18 months of experience at the oven before
being allowed to register. Compare that to the “training” the
high school kid at your local pizza shack probably gets. But then we
are talking about real pizza as opposed to the vaguely pizza-like
substances most of those places turn out.
To be sure, there are already some
trained pizzaioli in Italy. There's even a trade association
of Italian pizza-makers, the Associazione Maestri d’Arte
Ristoratori e Pizzaioli, or AMAR. But the head guy, Enzo Prete,
believes that even though pizza-making courses exist, they are not
regulated or standardized, resulting in a lot of unevenly skilled and
inexpert hands tossing the dough in Italian pizza places. “The lack
of current regulation has created many problems which stem from the
fact that chefs are unprepared,” says Prete. “We're delighted
lawmakers are trying to create the register and think it will protect
our trade.”
Speaking to La Repubblica,
Senatore Amidei said, “As Italians we have a responsibility to
defend our culinary traditions. Pizza makes up fifty percent of all
restaurant takings in Italy, yet more and more people are being
served 'fraudulent' pizza that doesn't conform to traditions.”
Speaking of “fraudulent pizza”, I
have to wonder what the senator would think of the tomato casserole
that blatantly masquerades as “Chicago-style” pizza. Or any of
the “innovative” creations that come out of California, most
loaded up with any ingredient that wasn't securely tied down in the
refrigerator. Or the “stuffed crust” and “flavored crust”
antics of various national pizza chains. I have seen Italian
pizzaioli stand shaking their
heads in bewilderment at such abominations. But this is America,
where we suffer from an inbred compulsion to “improve” things –
even things that don't require improvement. I, for one, do not
consider “hot dog crust” pizza to be an improvement. A
perversion, maybe, but certainly not an improvement.
Let's just say for
the sake of argument that baseball, a venerable American institution
if ever there was one, was seen by Italians to be in need of
“improvement”. Nine men on a team obviously aren't enough. There
should be two players covering the bases, so let's add men at first,
second, and third. And this whole running from right to left is
discriminatory to left-handers, so we'll let them run the bases in
the opposite direction. I mean, who says “third” has to be third?
Why can't it be first if you feel so inclined. Silly rule. Getting
around the bases is what matters. Why should anyone care about the
direction? Bats should be wider and flatter, more like cricket bats,
and to speed things up, everybody gets just one swing – either you
hit it or you don't. Let's make the ball more colorful. How about
orange? And since the game is played in the summer, players should
all wear shorts and sleeveless jerseys like basketball players do.
They'd be much more comfortable. There. That should sufficiently
screw with an American tradition. All the main elements are still
there, but is it still baseball? As far as I'm concerned, the same
thing applies when you try to “improve” pizza.
Look,
when God craves a slice or two, He puts in a call to Naples, because
that's where pizza was perfected. And here's how they make perfect
pizza in Napoli: To begin with, production is limited to two
types of pizza: “Marinara” (tomato, oil, oregano, and
garlic) and “Margherita” (tomato, oil, mozzarella or fior
di latte grated cheese and basil). Two types. Due. Period.
No pepperoni, sausage, hamburger, mushrooms, green or red peppers,
onions, olives, anchovies, ham, bacon, pineapple, chicken “Alfredo”
or any of the other “toppings” Americans love to shovel on.
And
the crust of said pizza should have a center which is no
thicker than 0.3cm/0.11 inches and an outer edge not more than 1-2 cm
/ 0.4-0.8 inches. Take that, “deep-dish”
and “pan pizza” lovers! The crust should deliver the
flavor of well-prepared baked bread. No garlic, butter, ranch
dressing, or other “flavorings” required.
Only wheat flour type "00"
(doppio zero), a highly refined flour which has been milled to an
almost talcum-powder like appearance – white, fine and completely
free of bran or germ – is allowed in the preparation of the crust.
A pox on you, “healthy” whole-wheat pizza crust!
Pure water is required as is sea salt.
The recommended tomato is the “pomodoro pelato San Marzano
dell’Agro Sarnese-Nocerino D.O.P.” Tomatoes
that are genetically modified or altered are not acceptable. The
cheese must be certified mozzarella di bufala campana
D.O.P, or an acceptable
substitute fior di latte dell’appennino meridionale D.O.P
or other certified fior di latte.
Cold pressed extra-virgin olive oil is the oil of choice. Basil must
be fresh. And it must all be assembled and cooked according to the
exacting standards of the Associazione Verace PizzaNapoletana.
These are the standards the proposed
registry proposes to protect. A further effort to keep Italian pizza
pure was launched earlier this year by the country's UNESCO
commission, which is seeking to include the art of Neapolitan
pizza-making on UNESCO’s prestigious cultural heritage list. Citing
the art of pizza-making as a central element of Neapolitan and
Italian identity and a symbol of the Italian brand around the world,
the selection commission wants Neapolitan pizza to be distinguished
from rivals such as New York-style pizza.
Unfortunately, such measures will have
little if any effect outside the Italian sphere of influence. Just
look at Parmesan cheese, for example. So even if the registry comes
about and the UNESCO listing becomes a reality, don't expect Little
Caesar's or Hungry Howie's to start turning out vera pizza
Napoletana. The only thing the efforts will guarantee is that
Italian pizzerie won't turn out pizza on a par with Little
Caesar's or Hungry Howie's. I guess we pizza purists will just have
to take our little victories where we find them.
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