Over the years I’ve woven many yarns about wines that tell a story. From Soffocone to Scacciadiavoli, the boundaries of the tales seem limited only by imagination. Such folklore extends to Italian food as well. Be it the tortellini created after a chef stared at a woman’s navel through a keyhole in her bedroom door, or the Carbonara which reflects the coal miner’s breakfast after a long hard night below the surface of the earth. These legends leave nothing to the imagination when it comes to the topic of today’s article: Puttanesca.