If fresh buffallo mozarella and provolone cheese jostle for the gold medal of Italian pasta filata (spun paste), then burrata stands without question in platinum position. And worthy of an ode.

Burrata, burrata
Where art thou, oh burrata
On aisles and cold shelves
In Italia and beyond
You – burrata are found in the best
company of cheeses money can buy
 
Blessed are ye, oh cheesemakers of Puglia
And blessed are the fruits of your vats
Mozzarella di buffalo, Provolone
and cheese above all cheeses -
Burrata.
 
Cheese like ‘Pregnant bellies’
Tummies full of ritagli (scraps) and panna (cream)
Your name is like butter to my ears – soft and warm
Your skin -  smooth and stretchy like ‘white’ velvet
You are fresh and sweet with the essence of youth
Tangy and the creamy and best eaten within two days
 
Burrata, dear burrata
Soulful cheese to all
Caseophile or not

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