Emma Hoareau
June 23, 2013
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ALMALFI COAST.
My first time in Italy meant non stop ice cream, pizza and mozzarella (and bruschetta, coffee,
olive oil, and bread…) The happiest of times is when everything is so delicious that you don’t
care if they stop you at check in because you’re carrying too much weight. Or, more
precisely, smuggling Parmesan.
Note to self: need a ready-to-go lollipop fridge.