Romantic Hams of Tuscany

Eli // Ann Arbor, MI

I was traveling through the Tuscan hills outside Florence – a foreign zip-code and a stirring romantic locale. A friend and I stretched out at a picnic table.

At twenty years old, I was not fully prepared, but I knew after the first taste that it was one of those things that could only be done completely. I remember feeling ‘grown-up’ and independent and yet also deeply connected to humanity as I closed my eyes and took another bite of that ham, cheese, and spinach croissant.

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