Almost three weeks ago, I sent a package of artisinal quality bacon overseas in an uninsulated box. The shipping company advised me to go for "fast" shipping versus "bulky styrofoam that won't hold temp past 36 hours." I was assured it would arrive on Thursday at its destination: Friuli, in the far Northeast of Italy.
When the recipient sent word a week later that it hadn't arrived,
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Wednesday, October 20, 2010
When Pigs Fly Part I: America's Smokiest Bacon Goes to Prosciuttoville
A good friend of mine recently moved to Northern Italy, 15 kilometers from the best producers of prosciutto in the world. . .
. . .and he wants some bacon from back home.
Perhaps, when one eats prosciutto all the time, and pancetta, and truffles of every variety, one feels fatigued, no?
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