One night...

One night, maybe a week ago, I was with Sara and Nick and we did not want to cook. It was a hot summer night and we were at the Pan trying to decide what to have for dinner. And then it hit me. Why not have cold cuts? Many times this is my breakfast, dinner or snack, so I thought we would fill ourselves up with it. We bought two types of cheese, one soft and one hard, salami and prosciutto. When we got hot, we cut it all and made the plates look pretty (like afettati misti). To my surprise, the selections were better than expected. Everything was so fresh, so tasty, so delicious! I was even more surprise when I tried the hard cheese. The cheese tasted like a type of cheese that I used to love in Uruguay. In the United States, I went everywhere looking for this cheese and I never found it. In Italy, I buy a random cheese and it happens to be the one that I had been looking for for so long. The soft cheese was ok, but not something that I would go crazy for and would buy on my own. I would just eat it if I had to. As far as the meets, they were so incredible, specially the salami. Its freshness gave it the most amazing taste of all. It was juicy and soft. Again, this was a taste that I had not experienced since I left Uruguay. The prosciutto was a new taste for me, since Italians have a different way of cooking from what I am used to. It was a great flavor and something that I look forward to try again.