Italian markets are foodie paradise. Artisan honey, local wines, cheeses, meats and awesome shoes (the markets sell everything from bath mats to whisks to beautiful Italian shoes in addition to food)
What took me a while to figure out though is that you can't touch the produce. You have to wait for the guy (it always seems to be a guy) and you tell him what and how much of what you want and he gets it for you. But you can't touch the produce. I've gotten yelled at for picking up an touching fruit to see if it was ripe.
|The lady carefully guarding her desired bundle of Porcinis.|