Marcella Hazan, RIP at 89

She brought a lot of joy to a lot of people, brought a lot of people to the joy of fine Italian cooking and style, and was a powerful life force all in all. Buon Viaggio, Marcella.

Love her recipes, personality and darling couple that they are. I did not know for a long time that he translated all her recipes into English.

She will be missed, but fortunately her recipes will live on.

Mark Lipton

Sorry to hear this. I'll bet there'll be a lot of good Italian food made this week in her honor as people hear about this.

[Robin Garr]

She was amazing. Her books played a serious role in my own journey to good cooking and fine food. And I couldn't believe it when she became personally active on social media! When I read of her passing I actually felt tears in my eyes. She meant a lot to me.

Here's a good NYT report and Bittman-Hazan video interview:
http://www.nytimes.com/2013/09/30/dinin ... 30930&_r=0

[Jenise]

Oh no. I've so enjoyed exchanging notes with her on Facebook--lovely lady. I know she's had a few issues that she has bravely shared, but surely this is sudden and unexpected. She will be greatly mourned.

The cookbooks of Marcella Hazan (RIP), Pierre Franey (RIP) and Jacques Pepin (live long and prosper) have changed my life.

"Tomato sauce with onion and butter." Sounds like an ordinary, perhaps even boring. But Hazan's version is culinary magic. I also use her recipes/procedures for risotto and pesto. Absolutely the foundation of my Italian cooking, such as it is. She'll be missed.

Walt

[Jenise]

My favorite Marcella recipe, and the one that holds a permanent place in my repertoire, features seared scallops in a sauce made from fresh tomatoes, garlic and fresh rosemary. It's one of my favorite ways ever to prepare fresh scallops.

[Jenise]

For those not on Facebook, thought I'd share this heartbreaking post of Victor's:

"This from Victor: I wish Marcella could have seen all the messages, the front-page tribute in the New York Times, all the expressions of affection and respect on this page and in her email and in our mail box, coming from all over the country and over the ocean. I hope to tell you more about the person she was when a degree of composure returns to me. On Sunday morning she was leaving our bedroom on her walker, she called me to say she felt no strength in her legs, I grabbed her in my arms, but she slipped away from them and slipped out of life. There will not ever be another like her."