Pasta heaven.

Halliday - - Verona, Italy -

I’ve got a one-track mind when it comes to Verona. How was it? Pasta, I re­ply. Pic­ture this: you walk into a tiny take­away shop with var­i­ous trays of fresh, hand­made pasta set in the dis­play cabi­net. The shop owner stands be­hind the cabi­net with a stove and vats be­hind him, a la your av­er­age Aussie fish and chip shop. The vats, though, con­tain boil­ing wa­ter only. You choose your pasta type and your sauce, and the fresh pasta is cooked from scratch to or­der. It’s handed to you in two shakes of a jiffy. The pasta is so fresh – you can see it be­ing hand­made off to the side – that it’s cooked al­most as soon as it hits the boil­ing wa­ter. Stroll the streets of Verona as you ca­su­ally en­joy take­away bigoli or tortellini with fresh white truf­fles. That’s liv­ing! Such de­lights are avail­able all over Verona, but one trip to La Bot­tega della Gina in the city cen­tre ne­ces­si­tated a fol­low-up visit the next day.

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