If you’re a firm believer that one can make a meal out of cheese alone, then get yourself to Puglia pronto to taste some of the freshest, most magnificent, tear-inducing (because it is that GOOD) cheese in the world. After all, this is where burrata was invented. On my recent trip, I visited a factory/story that has been producing the fresh white goodness since just after World War II.
And then we grabbbed a plastic table just outside the shop door made a meal of all of the varieties (scamorza, burrata, smoked mozzarella, knotted mozzarella, ricotta) and some grilled zucchini, stewed tomatoes, taralli and some vino. Really do you need anything more? This cheese stands on its own. If I had to pick the best, the very best of the selection – the smoked mozzarella, just unlike anything I have ever had before, even the same type of chesse elsewhere.
