1/28/2009

Italian Food

So I'm devoting this entry to the interesting food incounters I've had so far in Italy, and there are many more to come!

Pizza
Pizza. Italian pizza is wonderful. But don't compare it to America pizza. It is the similar idea, and some pizza is like your typical pepperoni or cheese, but not all (and by not all I mean 80% of the pizza available). My favorite pizzeria in town is just 3-4 blocks from my apartment on the main street, Via Corso Cavour, its owned by a lady in her 70's, who speaks you to in italian and just smiles a lot and I think she's beginning to recognize me, haha. So anways, when you enter a pizzeria they usually have several different kinds laying out. Thats what you have to chose from. You cannot request. You can ask what they are making and when a certain thing will be ready, but they make different things everyday and they may not be making what you want that day, so you take what you get. So today I walked in and asked if they were going to make and salami, and she said no, but margherita will be ready in 3 minutes (I didnt know what that was, so I looked up the word and it means daisy, so I'm pretty sure I misunderstood her, but them again it wouldn't surprise me if they had pizza with daisies on it). But my current selections for pizza at the time were either sausage with pototo, onion and some cheese (no sauce), or sausage with corn and no sauce. (when I say no sauce, I mean it doesnt have red sauce, like America pizza does). So I actually opted on the sausage with potato and onion, its pretty good, I'm enjoying it now. So not only can you find wierd pizza, but usually thats what you have to eat because they dont make pizza by order/request. (I saw french fries on a pizza one time!)

Oranges
So their oranges and clementimes are just like ours. They taste like ours and the outside looks like ours, but... they are red inside... yes not orange.. red. They are called blood oranges. and they really do look like they are bleeding when you eat them. I've never heard of these, but maybe we have them in the states? I'm not sure. I think they're fun.

Coffee
This is more a story of my ignorance rather than wierd food. So I went into an internet cafe called Blue Bar (they have free wireless as long as you order something). I wanted what we called in America a Vanilla latte. So I asked in italian if i could have a vanilla latte. The lady looked confused and said we dont have vanilla, do you want chocolate? Okay sure why not. And she asked again.. you want just latte? with chocolate? and I said.. "yes" and I was thinking.. "why is this a difficult concept?" Well I go my latte cioccolata and sat down and started drinking it. SURPRISE. its chocolate milk. And then I remember that Latte in italian means milk. No wonder she was confused. So I sat in silence drinking my chocolate milk like a 3 year old.

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