This account of raw milk drinking in the city of Romulus and Remus comes to Bovine readers via Kimberly Hartke’s blog and is written by Western Dairy Farmer editor Anthony Kovats:
“His name is Georgio. A wild haired Roman with an infectious smile who used to be an architectural photographer for Vogue.
We had just arrived in Rome not four months ago.
And for more than a week he was our guide, our landlord and a fast friend.
The modest basement flat we rented from Georgio’s family was anything but. Tiled in ceramic and marble with décor straight from an Ikea catalogue, my family was greeted by a welcoming basket of wine, pasta and sauce, fresh bread and coffee and three beautiful lemons form Georgio’s mother-in-law’s own tree.
It was during our second day in the flat. Georgio wanted to ensure we had a good night’s rest and everything was to our liking when he cast a furtive glance around, narrowed his eyes and came closer, his voice barely a whisper.
He asked if we would be interested in a litre of raw milk — unpasteurized and fresh from a farm just a few kilometers from the ancient city. Continue reading