We might have started a tradition. On the way to Taranto we stopped at a dairy and bought fresh Mozzarella di Bufala and ate it with Ritz crackers. The Assistants loved it. On the return trip, that's all they could talk about. We stopped at the same dairy on the return trip and did the same thing all over again--only this time we bought more mozzarella. We parked the car under an overpass because it was the only shady place we could find. The Assistants lead pretty hectic lives trying to keep up with us. They deserved a treat.
Mom sounds delicious!
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