“G-d made Lambrusco to wash down the Prosciutto,” wrote Giosuè Carducci, the great Italian poet of the nineteenth century and the first Italian to win the Nobel Prize for literature.

That’s why he spent so much time in Emilia, he explained to Ersilia Lovatelli, another leading figure of nineteenth-century intellectual life in Italy and Carducci’s frequent host in Rome.

You see? We’re not the only ones who think that Lambrusco is divine!