Struffoli Recipe

December marks the arrival of struffoli at Italian pastry shops in Brooklyn, and I imagine in all Italian-American neighborhoods. Sometimes struffoli appear as early as Thanksgiving. In our family, struffoli appeared just one day of the year—New Year’s Day. My aunt Barbara doled out bowls of them as a parting gift after we ate our weight in her lasagna. So, with these last remaining days of 2020 I decided it was finally time to share my struffoli recipe.

I’ve no idea how close this is to my aunt’s recipe, and not even sure anyone knows her recipe. Aunt Barbara passed away earlier this year but it’s actually been almost 15 years since we’ve had her struffoli. She suffered a stroke in 2005, or it might’ve been 2006, and was wheelchair bound. New Year’s Day at her house was always a much-anticipated event because in addition to struffoli, it was the only the day of the entire year in which she made lasagna. Continue reading…