I’m sitting in a mozzarella bar in the Piazza Duomo reminiscing about my vacation here in Italy. What i eat for my very first meal in this country is also what I choose to eat for my last meal here. In a few hours, I catch a plane back home.
This is a plate of two kinds of mozzarella. In the bowl is stracciatella di Burrata, creamy and sweet. The succulent white dome on the plate is a Bufala Classica Pontina, strong and moist. It’s swathed in slices of Prosciutto Crudo di San Daniele, a sweet and soft cured ham.
As I eat and sip my glass of Gewurtztraminer, I realize I’m excited to go home, even if I’ve got a mountain of work waiting for me.
Thanks for coming with me on my Italian journey. My posts on Italy coming soon.