Moist, supple, almost ingenious strands of starchy delirium tangle in the expectant mouths of many etruscan epicureans. Warm, earthy, hyper-palatable tinges of historic flavor capsules burst into the masticating cheeks of multiple neopolitan nibblers. Dry, crisp, sophisticated granules of peccorino romano cascade like winged seeds, landing artfully onto the plates of refulgent romans. Mangia!

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