Eraldo Ferracci's Al Fresco Pasta Sauce
Saucy Conversations in the Pits
by Dean F. Adams
Monday, October 7, 2024
Thanks to racer Tom Kipp Jr who saved this recipe for twenty-six years.
1 tablespoon of chopped parsley
4 cloves of chopped garlic
.5 teaspoon of black pepper
3.5 oz of good olive oil
1 package of San Giorgio pasta
Add garlic and stir until it begins to brown 'jus' a little' (pinching finger and thumb)
Pour in tomato sauce rapidly, then chop the tomatoes minus stems. Add to sauce.
Add black pepper and salt
"You know when it ready."
Who's the best rider you ever worked with?
"Freddie."
Not Doug Polen?
"Sure he a good rider but you know he ah broke-ah the contract." (Ferracci makes the Italian gesture of four fingers pointed at his throat then knifes them away.)
Just then an attractive unknown woman walks by.
Ferracci: "Hey, you wanna eat? We gonna eat soon." Everyone but Phil openly leers at her. Phil the Mechanic never looks up from the engine he has ripped apart.
Hmmm. She says she will come back.
(Ferracci holds court and discusses, in near clinical detail, the female anatomy. Most adult men are familiar with this information, but Ferracci discusses it as if it's his first day teaching a basic female anatomy class.
Okay-okay-okay-okay, yes. Thanks, Eraldo, this information is helpful but ...)
To try and change the subject, a media guy stands on Ferracci's digital scale used to weigh motorcycles. The numbers flash past 180.
Ferracci: "You should-ah be ah-shamed," he says while shaking his head.
Ferracci then talks about racing in Italy as a young man. Giacomo Agostini?
"Ago he was an an-ee-mal."
"Sometimes one tire last two year! BUT NOT FOR HIM! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
FBF rider Larry Pegram appears. Ferracci had seen him under the Yoshimura and Honda tents after qualifying.
"Hey--wha you doing down-a talking to Miguelduhamel-ah?"
Pegram: I was just down there talking about tires. I wanted to see what tire they were gonna use.
Ferracci shakes his head in frustration. "Look-ah, the only-ah-reason you should-ah be down there is to try and a f#ck his girlfriend, you know?"
Pegram: Yeah, well I was trying to do that too. She likes me. Hey-how long until we eat?, he asks trying to quickly change the subject.
"About fif-deen minutes. But-ah you can't eat, you no fast enough today. Ha-ha-ha-ha!"
Ingredients
28 oz of whole peeled tomatoes in tomato juices. 1 tablespoon of chopped parsley
4 cloves of chopped garlic
.5 teaspoon of black pepper
3.5 oz of good olive oil
1 package of San Giorgio pasta
Directions:
Put pot for sauce on heat. Add oil. Do not burn. Add garlic and stir until it begins to brown 'jus' a little' (pinching finger and thumb)
Pour in tomato sauce rapidly, then chop the tomatoes minus stems. Add to sauce.
Add black pepper and salt
"You know when it ready."
Observations:
As he watched the sauce cook, Eraldo answered questions and made observations.Who's the best rider you ever worked with?
"Freddie."
Not Doug Polen?
"Sure he a good rider but you know he ah broke-ah the contract." (Ferracci makes the Italian gesture of four fingers pointed at his throat then knifes them away.)
Just then an attractive unknown woman walks by.
Ferracci: "Hey, you wanna eat? We gonna eat soon." Everyone but Phil openly leers at her. Phil the Mechanic never looks up from the engine he has ripped apart.
Hmmm. She says she will come back.
(Ferracci holds court and discusses, in near clinical detail, the female anatomy. Most adult men are familiar with this information, but Ferracci discusses it as if it's his first day teaching a basic female anatomy class.
Okay-okay-okay-okay, yes. Thanks, Eraldo, this information is helpful but ...)
To try and change the subject, a media guy stands on Ferracci's digital scale used to weigh motorcycles. The numbers flash past 180.
Ferracci: "You should-ah be ah-shamed," he says while shaking his head.
Ferracci then talks about racing in Italy as a young man. Giacomo Agostini?
"Ago he was an an-ee-mal."
"Sometimes one tire last two year! BUT NOT FOR HIM! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
FBF rider Larry Pegram appears. Ferracci had seen him under the Yoshimura and Honda tents after qualifying.
"Hey--wha you doing down-a talking to Miguelduhamel-ah?"
Pegram: I was just down there talking about tires. I wanted to see what tire they were gonna use.
Ferracci shakes his head in frustration. "Look-ah, the only-ah-reason you should-ah be down there is to try and a f#ck his girlfriend, you know?"
Pegram: Yeah, well I was trying to do that too. She likes me. Hey-how long until we eat?, he asks trying to quickly change the subject.
"About fif-deen minutes. But-ah you can't eat, you no fast enough today. Ha-ha-ha-ha!"
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