nothing like you expect. up here in the north, forget about pasta and pizza. oh my god, that's so beautiful. perfecto. this is the land of rice and polenta. >> polenta in the ancient time, it was like the bread. >> people from south of italy call us 'polentoni.' >> there isn't even a tomato in sight. this is amazing. and olive oil plays second fiddle to butter. butter? jesus. whoa, jesus. warning - irresponsible amounts of butter were used in the making of this program. okay, i hate to say it, but -- we need more butter. ♪