"It's the sort of moment that can wreck a relationship, never mind a holiday. The waitress had taken our order and asked what we would like to drink. So I said we'd like some mineral water and a bottle of lambrusco. My partner stared disbelievingly and said: "Lambrusco? Are you sure?" I could see where she was coming from, but it only cost €10 and I reasoned that we could always order a bottle of something decent after we had agreed that the lambrusco was revolting. But we couldn't come to Parma and not drink the local tipple, could we?The wine was lovely, of course.
Just as the Piedmontese hold on to their best asti spumante and send the leftovers to Britain to lubricate our student parties, so it seems the Parmigiani export the rubbish and keep the good stuff for themselves. And there is a lot of good stuff in Parma...."
No 'Leftovers':
Medici Ermete. The REAL stuff.
Medici Ermete. The REAL stuff.



