You walk in for a jar of tomato sauce and suddenly you’re surrounded by enough Italian groceries to make “I’ll be five minutes” a straight-up lie. Pasta everywhere.
Prosciutto overhead. Olive oil, cheeses, cured meats, imported tomatoes, the shelves are packed like somebody told the store there was a food shortage tomorrow.
But look down before you grab that basket. That little mosaic by the door is the clue…