
Speck
“What’s speck?” I found myself asking recently while on a culinary tour of Carmel, CA.
I’m a rather well-traveled guy. I’m a guy who eats everything and I’ve been bumping around this planet long to enough to know a thing or two about food. So I was surprised to hear the phrase “what’s speck?” forming on my lips. How had I never eaten speck before this week? I simply don’t have a good answer for that.
In case you want to join me in asking: “What’s speck?” I’ll answer the question quickly. Speck is a style of Italian cured, smoked meat– a type of salumi in today’s foodie jargon. But my mom would have simply called a plate of speck– cold cuts.
Like I said, I recently had speck for the first time and I’ll never forget the experience. How many foods can you definitively say that you remember the very first time they crossed your palate? Not too many I’d bet. (Pop-Rocks & Shake-a-Puddin’ don’t count as food– so don’t bring them up). When it comes to real food I can pinpoint my first bite of sushi, my introduction to Norwegian whale (yes, I’ve eaten whale) and the moment I lost my (umm) fig cherry (offensive terminology maybe, but I couldn’t resist). The funny thing about this list of mine is that it’s comprised entirely of what I’d call difficult foods. Foods most people say they don’t “like”. This post is not about the foods people don’t like, though that is indeed one of my favorite rants. However, if this were a post about the foods people don’t like I’d say this: adults don’t dislike food. Kids can get away with not liking food but adults simply prefer not to eat certain things. There is a difference.
Wine Pairing
2011 Tenuta “Sarno 1860” Fiano di Avellino

Price $25
Pairs well with most seafood especially swordfish, lobster, shellfish; as well as goat cheese, charcuterie.
First Time Foods
I’m sure you can understand a person remembering the first time they ate raw fish. To many of us it just seems counter-intuitive to eat raw fish (especially if you were raised in 1970s America). So the first time revelation of it becomes a life moment. As far as whale goes, I’ll just say this: I would need an entire post to explain how I made the decision to eat whale (in fact I have one here). Let’s just suffice it to say, I never want to be accused of cultural elitism. So when in Rome (or Norway) I honor the local customs as best I can.
Figs however are a different story. Figs are ubiquitous, right? Well, as a Californian I would say yes. Figs are everywhere. They grow on trees– everywhere. There are so many figs in my neighborhood that I simply refuse to actually buy figs. Hmmm. Does that make me a cultural elitist? It just might because figs don’t grow on trees everywhere.
Growing up, the only figs I knew were the chewy little bits in granola, and the jammy stuff inside Fig Newtons. As a kid I did not like figs and I grew into an adult who simply preferred not to eat figs. Then we bought a house in California. It had a fig a tree that changed my notion of figs. It happened on the very first bite of the very first fresh fig I’d ever eaten. That fig was so ripe that the jammy juice was oozing out from its deeply purple black skin (which was just firm enough to contain the delicious mush within). That was some kinda life changing fig. I now prefer figs any which way I can get them. Raw, cooked, even fried– you name it. I’m particularly fond of the classic combination of figs and prosciutto.
Which is why I so vividly recall the first moment I tasted speck. Speck is a lot like Parma prosciutto, but it’s firmer and more salty because it’s often made from less glamorous cuts of meat. It also has a slight hint of smokiness because it’s pressed and aged for 6 months in a cold-smoke process typical of the Alto Adige area of Northern Italy. Eat speck with figs and I promise you will remember the experience.
Speck stands up to big flavors, so I threw together a salad with goat cheese dressing and lots of big flavors. There’s also an Italian wine today to round out the experience, 2011 Tenuta “Sarno 1860” Fiano di Avellino. GREG

Your fig-cherry.…snicker.…snicker. Speck, prosciutto, jambon serrano.…anyway you slice it, I’m a fan. Gorgeous photos my friend!
That is one gorgeous salad. You eat pretty good around your house, don’t you?
Speck is incredibly good stuff! Why it’s not better known puzzles me. I haven’t tried it with figs, though, so I’ve obviously been missing out. Good stuff — thanks.
I love learning new words, and I’d never heard of speck either. Thanks for the introduction complete with recipe.
By the way, I also live in California and I also have a fig tree. I’ve only gotten about 5 ripe figs so far this year, I’m waiting on the 20 or so that are not quite ready.
But now your readers are going to think that all Californians have fig trees, which is not true.
What a superb looking and sounding salad. Cultural elitist and a fig thief? 😉
I remember how astonished I was when we moved to California and were abruptly surrounded not just by oranges and lemons but figs. So amazing & delicious. Speck sounds like a perfect simple addition!
Another new day and another new thing I learn. Never heard of speck, interesting. Thanks and I love goat cheese and figs, so this not only looks great, I’m sure tastes darn yummy too.
Greg, you gotta hang around with more Italians. That’s all I can say, except for my new saying for someone who does not know something must now be “You don’t know speck.” Thanks for that one. I’m pleased to hear you’ve discovered this glory of Italian cuisine. Fantastico! Ottima ricetta! Bravo, amico.
I just learned about speck — right here, 2 minutes ago. Thank you for the introduction! 🙂 This dish is gorgeous!
I first heard of Speck on the Pizzeria Mozza menu, and I googled it along with several other of his Italianate foodie monikers. BTW: your photo is deliciously x‑rated. Hope you got a room.
This salad is money! Delish! BTW — thanks for the tip on the Carmel Food Tour — I am going to head there soon!
Yep, this looks and sounds HEAVENLY. I’ve never heard of speck before so I appreciated the information! And we just bought a big basket of figs. Couldn’t be better timing. Thank you for sharing!
Gorgeous images and wonderful story! My first encounter with Speck was in Italy, and my next encounter was here in the States from La Quercia — amazing!!!!!
Wow, what beautiful photographs!! Maybe your should be a photographer or write a book!
Check. Check. And now speck, check! XOGREG
Interesting as I think I had it first when I was in The Netherlands… I didn’t think of it as Italian at all. Not that it isn’t… just remember I was there the only time in recent memory I heard of it. And of course it would be good with figs!
Pinnekjøtt is a cold cured mutton I have had in Scandinavia. I can’t think of the pork equivalent though. Must exist, right? But speck (true speck) is Italian. Maybe other places steal the name. Like Champagne. GREG
I first heard “speck” when I was an exchange student in Bavaria. It was very salty bacon, sliced very thin, served like a cold cut. Yum. Your salad looks like something I would want to eat right now.