Somewhere along the lines of traveling and blogging, I realized how much I write about, talk about, and just plain eat…food. It’s like the chicken or the egg sometimes: Do I love to travel because I love to eat yummy foods or do I eat great food because I love to travel? Just take a look at my food category and you can see I’ve been obsessed for quite some time.
It recently occurred to me how much my love of food has grown over the last decade, from producing restaurant and food stories in Chicago at my previous job – getting to know chefs, restaurateurs, and understanding more about what we eat, to my travels all over the world trying as many savory treats that I could fit in my mouth and stomach. I finally realized that I was more excited to check out the dining suggestions in my Lonely Planet, than the standard sightseeing stops. I was creating a tour for myself of cafes, restaurants, and fascinating supermarkets – the real key to local culture. I mean if food isn’t the great uniter, across all races, backgrounds, and ethnicities, than what is?
Here we have the real deal: some fabulously beautiful wheels of aging parmigiana reggiano cheese from a small family producer in the center of the Italian cheese universe. I was fortunate enough to get a behind the scenes tour from a local producer in Parma. Too bad I couldn’t fit one of these wheels in my suitcase.