Richly focused Olive Oils, dried pastas of innumerable variety, dense "day old" bread and homemade marmalades stare at me seductively throughout the day/night. They must realize that my rejection (not purchasing) is indicative of not having a kitchen to give them the love they deserve.
To all you beautiful condiments, know that I respect you and wish more than anything that all the tourists take you home and cook in the vast wonderment and memories of dear Puglia.
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