We walk across the farmyard, avoiding contact with the region’s national birds, peacocks, pecking in the patches of grass, and head for a two story, weather-beaten wooden barn. Here in Modena, Italy, up a staircase to the second floor of this shabby building, twenty five, fifty and one hundred year old Balsamic vinegar is being nurtured. This thick elixer will be bottled in small glass containers sculpted by an Italian artist, and sold anywhere from $100 and up to gourmets around the world. I am lucky. I get an ambrosial taste from an eye dropper. My companion does not.…
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