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Originally Posted by beppe
Of the Dutch I envy the Matias. Ah, those, I would eat them everyday, at least twice a day or more.
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Beppe, what is that?
The way you talk about food reminds me of the Italian owner of a restaurant where we once were.
The best ever where I ate (and I have eaten in the most expensive restaurants in Paris) was in Italy; a small village called Arcidosso. We stayed a week and ate 3 times in the same restaurant.
We immediately liked each other and talked like we had met before. The best food I ever ate, anywhere. That man was absolutely poetic about cooking; it was a joy to hear him, to see him handle and prepare the food, even if our Italian was a bit sketchy.
Mario Gargano, Osteria del Corso. (This was before I turned vegetarian). He prepared us some Chianina-boeuf. Wonderful. Never dared to go back; just cherished the good memories.
