For the flat gourmant I've just eaten, that is: frayed horse on a bed of arugula with olive oil, lemon and parmesan cheese, thank you very much, in order:
- my mom
- Customs guards Italy, Slovenia, Croatia and Bosnia and Herzegovina for not carrying out any control over the package and then not having the requisite content (it seems that the food can not be shipped)
- the synergy between the Italian Post and Bosnian ones (although I suspect that the increased responsibility both the Italian ones) for the delay in delivery, which allowed the chunks of parmesan cheese in the picture to reach an optimum curing point during the trip - sure did not know anything first
to you all, thank you. Now I close with a flourish of the now classic Strudl fig and good night to the bucket