In two days we fly to Italy. We begin our trip in a little town called Bagnolo in Piano. It’s in the Po valley, the farm belt of Italy, just north of Reggio. My brother calls it the Iowa of Italy. They make parmigiano-reggiano there. They make prosciutto di Parma there. By hand they make cappalletti, tagliatelle, and pappardelle. This is not the food of Iowa.
My brother’s ex-wife lives there. She grew up there. Now she owns a restaurant there, Trattorio da Probo. We will be staying with her family. The plan, I guess, is to eat.
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