top of page
  • Instagram
  • TikTok
  • Facebook
  • YouTube

Issue Vol. 5 — What Remains as Things Change: Reflections on aSummer in Italy

6 hours ago
10 min read

Gastronomy is Not About Haute Cuisine


Is the Strength of ‘Made in Italy’ Simply a Matter of Good Branding?

Before coming to study in Italy, I often came across articles in Japan arguing that Italian

businesses had succeeded in reaching global markets directly from small towns and in

building ‘Made in Italy’ into a powerful brand—and that Japan, supposedly less adept at

branding, should learn from them. Yet after living here and working for an Italian

manufacturer, I realised that it was not as simple as saying, ‘Italians are good at branding.’


1. Not the Power to Make the Local Global, but to Make the Local Incredibly Rich

While Keeping It Local

What surprised me was the almost excessive extent to which people continue to

explore highly local and distinctive things, without trying to broaden or dilute them.


This summer, while based in Mantua for my internship, I enjoyed taking day trips to different

towns across northern Italy. Even among filled pastas, there were countless tiny variations: a

slight difference in the amount of filling, the way the pasta was folded, or the addition of a

single ingredient. Each town gives its version a different name, and its residents are

genuinely convinced that theirs is better than one in the next town.


And this goes beyond simply ‘taking pride’ in their local culture. At times, it is almost

playfully provocative. Whenever I posted food on my Instagram Stories, an Italian friend

would cheerfully message me: ‘Oh, that looks great—but ours is better!’


What struck me most was that this intensity and sense of personal ownership did not

belong only to chefs, food experts or devoted gastronomes. It was present among

ordinary people, too.


I think the key lies precisely in this refusal to make things easily understandable. The

differences are so small that, unless you are interested or genuinely care, you might never

notice them. You could simply laugh and say, ‘They’re basically the same!’


Yet affection sharpens the way we see things, enabling us to spot differences that

might otherwise remain invisible. Those tiny distinctions gradually become units of

culture. What may initially strike outsiders as excessively particular—or even a little

eccentric—eventually becomes something unmistakable: a brand unlike any other.


Perhaps branding does not begin by asking, ‘What is attractive about your company or

region?’ Instead, it might begin with a different question:


‘What would make you angry if someone treated you as interchangeable with your

competitor—or the neighbouring town?’


What follows the response, ‘No, no, they’re completely different—because…’ is probably

what truly matters. The difference is not manufactured afterwards simply to distinguish


oneself in the eyes of outsiders. What exists first is a deeply held sense of what cannot

be compromised.

2. More Than Difference Itself: The Systems That Reproduce It


Italians do not allow this sense of what cannot be compromised to remain purely personal

attachment. They are deeply serious about building systems that enable it to survive

within society.

Globally recognised products such as Parmigiano Reggiano are governed by the detailed

rules of the DOP system. That much I already knew. What I discovered during this stay,

however, was that similar frameworks extend even to the customs and foods of much

smaller municipalities.

These include De.Co., through which a municipality recognises products and traditions

deeply connected to its local area, and PAT (Prodotto Agroalimentare Tradizionale),

which identifies foods and production methods passed down within a region. The cotechino

eaten on Ferragosto in the small town of Grazie, which I wrote about in my previous article,

was itself recognised as a De.Co. tradition.


These systems are not reserved for products intended to be sold around the world. Even if

no tourists ever come, and even if people elsewhere never understand the distinction,

Italians give a name and a boundary to things they want to preserve simply because ‘this is

ours’. They turn that sense of belonging into a system capable of carrying it forward.


At an Italian greengrocer, for example, you might see potatoes described as nostrano.

Dictionaries translate the word as local or domestic, but it does not feel quite the same as

the Japanese term kokusan, meaning ‘domestically produced”. Because nostrano contains

nostro—‘ours’—it conveys a much more intimate sense of proximity: ‘from this place’ or

‘belonging to us’. At first, I almost wanted to laugh and ask, ‘Ours—but whose ‘ours’

exactly?’ Yet in Italy, within the broad category of ‘Italian food’, there are countless smaller,

overlapping versions of ‘our taste’ , each belonging to a particular town or region.


Japan, of course, also has rich regional differences, and they add greatly to the experience

of travelling through the country. But perhaps the mere existence of difference is not

enough.


More important than residents being able to explain those differences as mere facts

may be their sense of personal ownership over them


More important than residents being able to explain those differences as mere knowledge

facts may be their sense of personal ownership over them—the feeling that they

themselves are part of what makes those differences matter.

3. Not Storytelling, but Storydoing


When I observe Italians, I sense a consistent set of values and attitudes running through the

way they live. Throughout my time studying abroad, I feel this is what I have learnt most from

them. And perhaps it is less a matter of storytelling than of storydoing. Rather than

preparing an explanation that says, ‘This is our story’, Italians continue to live according to

those values today. They eat the same local dish on the same day each year. They compete

with the neighbouring town over whose version tastes better. They casually sit on ruins that

have stood for two thousand years. They are not so much telling a story as continuing to

live as its characters.


Visitors, therefore, do not simply listen to the story. They enter a place where it is still

unfolding in the present day. You can buy Parmigiano Reggiano in supermarkets around

the world. You can eat Michelin-starred Italian food in Tokyo. Open Instagram, and you will

find an endless stream of reels showing Italian landscapes and dishes. Yet none of this

removes the reason to come to Mantua itself. That is because a product can be exported,

but the entire web of relationships that gives it meaning cannot. I believe there are still

many forms of value that can only be understood by coming to this town, walking through it

and placing yourself within its context.

4. Preserving Something Does Not Mean Keeping It Unchanged


When I visited Cremona and encountered torrone—the city’s signature nougat, made with

nuts, honey and egg whites—I noticed something else. The strength required to preserve

a tradition does not depend solely on keeping a single finished form intact. While

protecting the essential core of torrone—the part that must not be changed—people have

allowed countless possibilities to branch out from it: different flavours and sizes, new

products, new ways of eating it and new occasions on which to enjoy it. They have also

connected it with other aspects of the city’s culture. In doing so, they create more entry

points into the tradition, increasing the number of people who encounter it, participate in it

and interpret it in their own way. Rather than broadening the tradition by diluting it, they

keep its core specific and concentrated while extending its relationships outwards.


Torrone semifreddo, a dessert I often came across in restaurants.
Torrone semifreddo, a dessert I often came across in restaurants.
Cremona is also known as the birthplace of Stradivarius. The city’s violin-making heritage is reflected in the packaging of its torrone.
Cremona is also known as the birthplace of Stradivarius. The city’s violin-making heritage is reflected in the packaging of its torrone.

A torrone and honey biscuit that was, without exaggeration, one of the most delicious things I have eaten in the past few years. Even the Italian friend I shared it with could not stop talking about how
A torrone and honey biscuit that was, without exaggeration, one of the most delicious things I have eaten in the past few years. Even the Italian friend I shared it with could not stop talking about how

Perhaps Made in Italy is not one enormous ‘Italy’ brand at all, but rather a condition in

which countless small versions of ‘ours’ have been allowed to survive.


Differences so slight that an outsider might ask, ‘Do you really need to care that much?’ are

not dismissed with a laugh as being ‘basically the same’. It is precisely this refusal to

compromise—so intense that it can seem eccentric—that ultimately makes these places and

products seem unmistakable to outsiders. Perhaps that is where the true strength of

Made in Italy lies.

Even a Single Cheese Is Made from a Web of Relationships

What I had sensed while walking through these towns began to reveal itself in a different

form during my internship at Consorzio Latterie Virgilio.



The Parmigiano Reggiano and Grana Padano handled by Virgilio were not originally created

with the ambition of producing high-value goods for global markets. In the Po Valley, where

dairy farming has long flourished, people needed a way to preserve daily milk production

rather than let it go to waste. Out of this practical necessity, they developed techniques to

transform milk into cheese and age it long-term. The relationship between this land and its

cheese, therefore, is not a ‘story’ added to the product afterwards. If we trace the

question—‘Why is this made here?’—far enough back, we arrive at the real needs and

reasons of the people who have lived on this land.


The Division of Labour and Shared Language Behind Cheesemaking


Nor is that value created by one person.

Before a single cheese reaches the consumer, it passes through far more hands than I

had imagined: the dairy farmers who raise the cows and milk them; the cheesemakers who


transform that milk into cheese; Virgilio, which handles ageing, processing and sales; and

those responsible for certification, logistics, import and distribution. Rather than being

completed by one charismatic artisan, the cheese moves from one person to the next, with

each taking responsibility for a different part of the process. A single cheese is, in effect, a

collective work created by many people connected to the same place. This was what

made the DOP system particularly interesting to me. Even when people working far apart

are involved, they share a set of non-negotiable standards concerning the production area,

ingredients, methods and ageing process. These allow the cheese to pass from one person

to another without losing its value—and with each participant able to trust the work that

came before. Before my internship, I had thought of DOP simply as a certification designed

to protect traditional foods. But once I became part of this division of labour, I began to see it

differently. DOP also functions as a shared language that enables people separated by

distance and responsibility to work together.


Food Is a Web of Relationships


Throughout that month, I spent my days off visiting the surrounding towns, eating as much

local food as I could and walking through their streets. At first, my curiosity went no further

than asking, ‘Why do people eat this particular dish in this particular town?’ But the more

closely I followed that question, the less it remained a story about food alone. I may have

started with food, but before I knew it, I was researching agriculture, studying the landscape,

reading history and encountering architecture, art and music. I even found myself

investigating royal courts and historic trade routes. Somehow, without quite noticing, I had

turned into a cultural scholar—which made me laugh. Over the course of that month, I felt

that I had come to understand something of what northern Italy is—not just conceptually, but

through lived experience.


Perhaps this is because the food of northern Italy does not exist in isolation, but as a

web of relationships.


Even within a single meal, the richness of animal fats—through butter, cheese and meat—is

layered with the fragrance, sweetness and bitterness of sage, nutmeg and amaretti, before

an acidic wine brings everything together. Rather than allowing a single ingredient to

stand alone, the cuisine seems to create flavour by building relationships between

different elements.


After spending a month following these connections, I had a sudden moment of clarity:

‘Ah—perhaps this is why I am studying food here in northern Italy.’ Here, trying to

understand a single food inevitably takes you across disciplinary boundaries. No single field

can fully explain what is in front of you. I had understood that food studies was

interdisciplinary, but perhaps, in this place, food itself had already been crossing

disciplines from the very beginning.


Over the course of that month, as I kept thinking about what it means to preserve food, the

question gradually became about much more than food alone.

Traditions, products and human relationships do not continue unchanged simply

because they were once given a form. For them to keep existing, someone must

choose to engage with them anew, again and again.

「Kaeru」and「Kawaru」

One conversation with an Italian acquaintance stayed with me this summer.

In Japanese, we distinguish between kaeru—to change something—and kawaru—for

something to change. In Italian, however, both can be expressed with the verb cambiare.

My acquaintance suggested that Japanese people might have a particular tendency to feel

that they must sistemare the future. Sistemare means something like ‘to put in order’, ‘to

arrange’ or ‘to bring into a proper state’. Thinking back, I realised that I may have long

carried a certain compulsion: the belief that to improve the future, I had to actively change

the present. I also felt that, for the sake of the future, it would be safer to arrange things into

the ‘right form’ while I still could.


Yet this summer, I repeatedly found myself thinking that just because something took

a certain form in the past, that doesn’t mean it exists the same way today.

The fact that something happened in the past has value in itself. But being spoken about by

people today—and continuing to hold meaning for them—is something different. Having

once formed a connection with someone is not the same as maintaining a relationship with

that person in the present. I think the same is true of professional relationships and

traditions.

Defining a form or assigning a role once does not guarantee that things will continue

automatically from that point onwards. Something being true yesterday does not mean it will

remain exactly the same today. It is allowed to change in response to its circumstances.

That inevitably creates ambiguity—and it is precisely why communication and care

are needed, each time anew.


Until now, perhaps some part of me had believed that once a form had been established, it

could be preserved as it was—and that this permanence would offer a sense of security. But

what I encountered this summer was a different understanding: relationships are

continually renewed through the actions of those living within them at each particular

moment.


We do not have to force the present into the ‘right shape’ for the sake of the future.


Rather than thinking only about how to ‘change’ things, perhaps I can allow myself, the

things around me and my relationships with others to change with each passing moment.

Perhaps I can face that uncertainty in a more natural and unforced way.

That is what I hope to carry forward from this summer in Italy.



Follow our journey @movimento.metropolitano.


bottom of page