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i have a bottle of balsamic from Tuscany. we stopped in at some hidden vineyard. drinking and yucking it up with the owner's kid. he asked me if i wanted to taste their balsamic..YES! he took out a few small plastic spoons, and put a drop in each. one taste, my mouth felt like it was on "music"..like a stupid choir of angels were singing a perfect harmonic note on my tongue. i just blurted out.."i'll take it!"
my sister and brother, followed me over the cliff. the tiny bottle was $88 dollars. i kept that thing in my luggage like it was nuclear bomb material. i still have half of it left. my sibling blasted thru theirs. it is amazing drizzled over vanilla icecream.
good lordie.. a choir of angels..seriously.
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poof! gone
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