Travel Food - Roman Delis: Kiss My Mozzarella
"Jack-ass!" "Philistine!" "Ass-wipe!" "Kiss mine," or a dialogue something like that happened in the 18th century between Nick Salvi - the guy mostly responsible for the above Trevi Fountian - and a barber who didn't much care for Nicola's handiwork, and wasn't shy about saying so. You can still see where said barber's shop was in the above photo. It's the shop behind that irregular outcropping in back. That's of course because Salvi obliged the barber's reticence with a special deviation - a cup sculpted into a rock large enough to block the loose-tongued Figaro's view. Salvi died before he could finish his fountain, and I'm pretty the barber's been dead for a quarter millennium or so. But their story, the fountain, and Salvi's "Kiss my ass. Big time," remain. Not quite in the same vein but not so far off either is Salumeria Ciavatta, about 50 feet or so away on Via Lavatore. The s...
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