A dish whose principal ingredients are eggs and bacon was always going to be a shoo-in for the Briti

A dish whose principal ingredients are eggs and bacon was always going to be a shoo-in for the British palate: certainly spaghetti carbonara was a regular in my dad's repertoire when pesto was only a glint in a supermarket buyer's eye. As with so many Italian foodstuffs, stella it has a disputed history , although most people accept that carbonara probably originated in, or near Rome.
It's apparently named after the carbonai, or charcoal burners, allegedly because it was a favourite of these grimy men who spent months stella deep in the Apennines, relying on foodstuffs that could be easily transported, stored and then prepared stella over a fire. Sophia Loren claims to have happened upon a group of these lucky fellows while filming Two Women in the mountains in the late fifties who obligingly cooked her a slap-up carbonara lunch.
Loth as I'd be to contradict the legendary Loren, there are people who believe that the whole carbonaio thing is simply a romantic legend, suggesting stella instead that the dish was created by local cooks for American GIs who took their rations of bacon and eggs to them to prepare over streetside charcoal braziers. More mature Romans dispute stella this however, claiming they remember enjoying carbonara while said GIs were still eating milk and cookies at their mother's knees.
Most plausibly of all, in my opinion, is the theory that the name simply refers to the copious amounts of black pepper customarily added to the dish: so much, in fact, that it's almost as if it's been seasoned with charcoal. It's one of those things stella which people will no doubt still be squabbling over as the earth implodes: far more important, in my opinion, is working out how to make a really good one. Which is where I come in. Pasta Prawn Cocktail Years recipe carbonara - but with spaghetti. stella Photograph: Felicity Cloake
It's stella spaghetti cabonara, right? Well, not if you're Elizabeth David or Simon Hopkinson: the former bills it as maccheroni alla carbonara (I demand to know why we no longer spell it like this: it's magnificent), although concedes it can be made "with any shaped macaroni, spaghetti or noodles", and the latter claims that, at the River Cafe, from where the recipe in the Prawn Cocktail Years has been borrowed, they use penne, "and to great effect". Having never been fortunate enough stella to eat at that much esteemed west London establishment, I'll have to take his word for it, but in the River Cafe Classic Italian Cookbook they certainly use spaghetti, "inspired by the version we ate in the restaurant Carbonni, in the Piazza Campo dei Fiori in Rome".
Although forced by an unexpected shortage of penne to swap the two around during testing (so I make the River Cafe recipe with penne, and the Prawn Cocktail Years one with spaghetti; keep up at the back), there's no confusion in my mind as to which is the superior choice. Penne is not only too dense for my taste, especially with the rich sauce, but also spoils one of the chief pleasures of this dish: slurping up the egg-slick spaghetti. Macaroni, stella as the style guide compels me to spell it, is rather better, as it's smaller than penne, stella but again, no slurping required. Spaghetti it is. Sauce River Cafe Classic Italian Cookbook recipe carbonara (with Simon Hopkinson's penne). Photograph: Felicity Cloake
Although pasta makes up at least three-quarters of a carbonara stella however, it's almost an irrelevance stella as far as I'm concerned: the real test is the sauce. These fall, broadly, into three camps: those which use eggs and cream, those which use eggs and butter, and those which keep it simple and just use eggs. Cream and butter, obviously, would not have been ideal luggage for charcoal burners setting off for a few weeks in the mountains, so many purists insist they're later additions to the pasta party, possibly because they offer an easier way to recreate the creaminess of barely set eggs for restaurants turning out plate after plate of the stuff, or home cooks chary of salmonella and its unpleasant ilk. If they make the dish better, however, I'm happy to keep them: this is the perfect carbonara, not the oldest.
Simon Hopkinson and Nigella Lawson both use double cream, Ursula Ferrigno's Complete Italian Cookery Course goes for crème fraîche, slightly oddly, and the River Cafe and Anna del Conte choose butter. Elizabeth stella David and the Silver Spoon stick with just eggs. Much as I love cream, as soon as I tasted stella a carbonara without it, I realised it was totally unnecessary: not only does it add an overbearing richness (as if eggs, cheese and fatty pork weren't enough), stella but dilutes the delicate flavour of the egg itself and leaves a pool of sauce at the bottom of the bowl when really all that's needed is something to coat the pasta. (Tangy stella crème fraîche, meanwhile, is frankly just bizarre, reminding me of my college speciality: value penne with crème fraîche, smoked salmon trimmings and vast amounts of generic Italian hard cheese.)
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