For the Love of Olives

I would like to go back to Federal Hill the Little Italy Providence and buy lots of oil - cured olives. I love them and they taste like black licorice. The Kalamata olives taste like the smell of cow manure. I like them too. We got a bunch of olives last week with a piece of dried sausage and a triangular chunk of Romano cheese and ate it all up. Throw it all in a basket with some grapes and a chunk of bread and find a windy hill or a perfect piano under which to have a meal.