Lest everyone begins to think that all of our endeavors here in Italy end in massive failure, I would like to take this opportunity to proclaim that good things are happening, too! Really.
1. The Food
Hellur. I probably don’t even need to mention this, but it can’t not be mentioned. As I said before, we really are trying to cook more than eat out, and so far our ratio is about 4:3 during the week. One of the places that we LOVED this week is just up our little street, recommended by our landlord. We, silly, silly Americans, were starving by 6:30, so we got to the restaurant at 7. It was open but of course, senza any customers. The waiter seated us though, and told us that the kitchen would open in 20. No problem. We ordered 1/4 liter of house red for 3 euro. That’s enough wine for 3 adults to each have a glass. Italy has its (drinking) priorities straight. Tom ordered a prosciutto pizza and I ordered their eggplant parmesan. It was ridiculously good, in all its deep-fried glory. And then, to continue the deep-fried trend, we got what are basically deep-fried dough balls drowning in Nutella sauce for dessert. Yeah… that was worth cheating the GF diet for. Here are some pics of the goods:
Yes, as we walked out through our courtyard the other night, a flock of bright green PARROTS came squawking out of the tree over our heads. It was thrilling, honestly, because they were so exotic and shocking. We basically spent the next 5-8 minutes craning our neck sky-ward to see them fly from treetop to treetop. As you can see, they camouflage well. We don’t know if they were just visitors or not, but we haven’t seem them since.
3. Tom’s Brilliance
My husband would never toot his own horn, so I’m going to go ahead and do it for him (that was one of our wedding vows, right??). He began his classes in spoken Greek and Latin on Monday. I’ll let you imagine how difficult that is for a sec. Ok, done? So, he does this four hours a day at the Pontifical University of Santa Croce. On the first day, he tested into the highest level of both Greek and Latin. Like I knew he would. He quickly discovered that the highest Latin level was not quite challenging enough in terms of how he measures up against the others and what they’re learning. His Greek teacher meanwhile, is duly impressed that he’s trying to do both (no one else in the program is doing that), and has already recruited him (strongly) to attend his university this school year. Which is impossible because he’s contracted to teach. And it’s in a far, far away country. But it’s a possibility for the future, and the teacher is someone Tom has admired greatly. So, Lucia and I are proud! 🙂
4. Solo City with Baby
Sorry, that sub-heading makes no sense. What I mean is, I have successfully made a longer than 5 minute outing in the streets of Rome, alone, with Lucy. We went out for a couple hours on Wednesday to the famous Campo dei Fiori, to see what the market had to offer. I guess it wasn’t a huge feat, but I’m glad to know I can do it. And I’ll add that it kind of IS a feat, considering I carried 11.5 pounds of Lucy on my front for 2 hours in the blazing heat, and about 10 pounds of groceries on my back all the way home. On the way home I also stumbled upon a little church that was thankfully open, and we made a visit because it was dedicated to Santa Lucia. There was a beautiful and large statue of her inside and it was a nice conclusion to our outing. I sadly took not a picture of this outing, because… baby and backpack and water bottle and money juggling?? But, to appease Tom and include another photo of me, here is what I may have looked like:
PS- Don’t worry, Mom, Lucia had her sunhat on. 🙂 And lots o’lotion!