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Created by Chef Graziella
The baroque potato cake of Naples, where silky mashed potatoes enfold a hidden treasure of cheeses and cured meats, then bake until a golden crust gives way to molten richness within.
A Neapolitan gatto is not a French gratin. The name may derive from the French gâteau, a legacy of the Bourbon court's French-trained cooks, but the dish belongs entirely to Naples. It is comfort food for Sunday lunch, the kind of thing your nonna brings out when she wants to prove she still loves you best.
The foundation is proper mashed potatoes: riced while hot, enriched with butter and milk, bound with egg yolks. Americans treat mashed potatoes as a side dish. Neapolitans understand they can be the main event. The potatoes become a shell, a vessel, for the real extravagance: cubes of provola that melt into strings, pink mortadella from Bologna, spicy salame that perfumes each bite.
What distinguishes gatto from lesser potato dishes is the crust. Breadcrumbs coat the pan and top the cake, creating a golden shell that shatters against your fork. Inside, everything is soft and giving. The contrast matters. Without the crust, you have only fancy mashed potatoes.
Quantity
3 pounds
Quantity
6 tablespoons, plus more for pan
Quantity
1 cup
warmed
| Ingredient | Quantity |
|---|---|
| Yukon Gold or russet potatoes | 3 pounds |
| unsalted butter | 6 tablespoons, plus more for pan |
| whole milkwarmed | 1 cup |
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