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Thursday, January 5, 2012

To Market, to Market, to Be a Fat Pig

Everywhere I go I see something interesting to eat. We went to one market this morning and it was an amazing assortment of candy and sweetened fruit. The amount of fruit was tremendous. I got a tiny portion of maybe one fifth of the selections and I filled up a bag half full. Apricots, limes, pineapple, pomelo (whatever that is). I've been trying a nibble of something in the bag whenever I get a sweet urge...

Later in the morning we went to this open market that had the real deal. It was filled with authentic Italians selling fish, meats, breads, vegetables and, of course, pastries. John and I wandered around gathering an assortment of cured meats, Gorgonzola cheese, sourdough bread, amazingly ripe tomatoes, clementines and greens that we couldn't recognize, they looked delicious, so we got some.

We also got some prosciutto sliced right off the leg of the pig. The butcher was charming and really friendly.

Our market adventure ended with a lunch spread in our groovy Roman apartment. The olives were so good. They were infused with fresh orange rinds and weren't as briny as the kalamata olives I'm used to.
I felt like Andrew Zimmern trying out this delicious dried salami.
The lesson of the day was LEARN SOME ITALIAN. I downloaded an Italian word app for my iphone and John and I have been practicing with Italian 101 on Youtube. My favorite words are cosa consiglia (what do you recommend)!!

3 comments:

  1. Mmmm. So envious (everyone at school that thinks of you is envious of you).

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  2. Can you spit on them three times for me. The Greeks believe it wards away the evil eye.;)/

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