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10
Medium
Published 1993
The Saturday before Easter, my husband’s family and I go shopping in North Beach, the Italian section of San Francisco. Moving from store to store, me buy focaccia, raviolis, cold cuts, Italian cheeses, bread sticks, mines, espresso, and cookies. We take it all home, spread it on the table and enjoy a huge feast. The meal ends with a thick slice of Sacripantina from Stella Pastry Shop on Columbus Avenue. A sponge cake layered with zabaglione cream, this cake is an adaptation of their versio