we drove to parma just for the PROSCIUTO DI PARMA...we parked and hunted down salumeria after salumeria....staring at windows of hanging sausages...oogling and ham legs....sniffing the cured funk wafting through the alleys...if u stopped to buy a snack at one salumeria....when u came out with a piece of culatello hanging out of your mouth....by the time you finished that bite...you'd run into a cheese shop....and by the time u broke off that piece of cheese you bought while walking out of the store...u'd see two more salumerias....each one just as amicable as the next...we bought cheese...and we bought meat...and and we went back to another shop and got some more...and then went to another shop and ate some more....and then went back to the shop and bought some more....it is ...THAT GOOD.
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