I didn’t go out to see any new Roman sites today. We decided to try to avoid the lines and go to Ancient Rome early Saturday morning. After class, we wandered around looking for a cheap, non-touristy, delicious, authentic Italian restaurant—a tall order when you’re wandering around the center of Rome.
We ended up at a very touristy, only relatively well-priced tourist stop by the Tiber. I ordered a Pizza Margherita—advertised as having great big slaps of Buffalo Mozzarella placed over vivid green leaves of garlic. In reality, this turned out to be regular cheese pizza with some tiny dried basil tidbits scattered amongst the paltry portions of cheese. It was not bad by any means, just not as fabulous as all my previous meals.
After getting over the adrenaline rush that fueled our escape from Italian waiters who were puzzled over the disappearance of an insignificant bread basket, our consciences caught up with us. We decided to restore our karma and gave the bread to a beggar on the street.
|Zucchini and Red Pepper|
Lunch preceded a very lengthy nap (I have been only getting 5 or so hours of sleep the past few nights—there is so much to do!). Our little group decided to hit up the grocery store in a communal shopping/cooking endeavor. I love cooking, but I never knew how easy/fun/delicious cooking in a giant group could be.
|The Finished Product|
|Alex and her Roman Bread|