In search of burrata

Success!

I finally tasted burrata cheese. Just a smidgen, unfortunately. And it only piqued my interest and taste buds even further.

I had lunch with some work friends at Oro (my first visit) downtown last week, and had already settled on my entree when the word leapt out from the simple description of the flatbread: heirloom tomato, burrata cheese, basil.

The flatbread was good — not remarkable, but just fine. All the ingredients were fresh and flavorful. But the little melty bits of burrata … ahhhh.

Little bits, I suppose, because YOU CAN’T FIND IT AROUND HERE! My server asked in the kitchen for me, and reported that Oro’s is imported from Italy.

So how, might you ask, did I become obsessed with it?

It’s all Blood, Bones and Butter’s fault — the Gabrielle Hamilton memoir I’ve mentioned before in this space. I was mesmerized as soon as I read her evocative description of the cheese’s role in her post-wedding celebration:

We spent the waning afternoon hours having chilled Lambrusco and soppressatta tramezzini, all twenty of us packed into that tiny space where Jason, the owner, let us bring in, instead of wedding cake, a large platter of burratta — the soft, custardy fresh cow’s milk cheese from Puglia, which Michele had introduced me to — and thirty silver soupspoons, and for our wedding cake moment, amply photographed, we exchanged big killer spoonfuls of soft, creamy burrata.

I knew after reading the passage I had to have some. And now after my teasing taste I know I need to have some more.

I want to see and touch a whole ball of it, and cut into it to expose the semi-liquid, cream-and-mozzarella-filled center. And I want to eat it in several different ways. Cool, warm, by itself, paired with things.

So if anybody out there knows of anyplace within a few hours I can find this comestible and satisfy my fixation, shout out, please.

photo from the Falls Church Times

 

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About atarheeltastes

I'm a passionate foodie who started this "temporary" blog during a gustatory tour of Tuscany. I decided to continue, since I love to dream about, plan for, prepare, eat and write about food!
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4 Responses to In search of burrata

  1. Angela Weiland says:

    My goodness….now you have me intrigued. If you find it, please post. I have got to try it! Thank you.

    Mouth watering…..now!

  2. dparks306 says:

    Hey, Terry, I bought a small bag of Burrata recently at Whole Foods on Six Forks — it’s in the cold refrigerator just to the left of the cheese section where the creme fraiche can be found.

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