Origins

When I was a child, my grandmother always told me a story, the one of the Blue Plate, a Brazilian legend that tells of a little boy enchanted by the Blue pottery that her grandmother had in her cupboard, the latest in a collection of 92 pacts that had been handed down to her. from his ancestors. What I remember is the veil of mystery that placed on the depiction of that Blue Plate, two lovers of Ancient China who legend has them as a princess and a commoner, torn by an impossible love and whose history the grandmother for some reason does not told everything, although the little boy knew there was much more behind it than he was told. I was struck by the keen desire of that little boy to be able to eat at least once on that Blue Plate, which her grandmother had rarely used for her most important events in which he was not allowed to participate. One day, crossing one of the streets of Manhattan, my gaze fell on a blackboard showing the menu of a restaurant “Today Special: The Blue Plate” and the desire to know what it was was irresistible. The restaurateur replied that the Blue Plate was a very common fashion between the 1920s and 1950s and it was a single and inexpensive dish containing several separate elements that was consumed by the workers. He told me that many restaurants were reviving the tradition of the Blue Plate, so called to contrast the preciousness of the dish - which was originally used only by the rich nobility - with the simplicity of its content. This brought me back to the legend of the Blue Plate that my grandmother told me, a story through which I want to tell about my passion, my memories, my cooking. Let me bring my Blue Plate to your table.