More white billowy clouds of cheesy goodness please!

Can there be such a thing as too much cheese? I never thought I'd be saying this, but yes! We ate at the Inn of Buffalo and shared a mixed antipasti platter that contained a whole fist-size ball of buffalo milk mozzarella. And that was just the warm up act to buffalo milk ricotta stuffed inside my ravioli and served with Michael's buffalo meat ragu. And of course, we ended the evening with gelato--marscapone flavor for me. I fear this trip might actually make me lactose intolerant.