Seriously. Today was fun, we went to the open air market for fresh veggies and such but the highlight really was dinner. My roommate Catherine won dinner. Honestly all the food was incredible, I got really great ravioli and the bread was amazing but Catherine won hands down.
The first thing she tried to order she couldn't get because the restaurant wasn't finished cooking it yet. (We went to dinner at the ungodly early hour of *gasp* 7pm.) Then the waiter kept recommending stuff to her in Italian and of course we didn't understand anything he was saying. He pointed to one and said something like "Roman specialty" and it was something that sounded familiar to me so I told her to go for it. When we got our food hers was the last to arrived. He wheeled this huge wheel of cheese and a bowl out on this cart, and scooped out pasta from it into the bowl. The pasta had been cooked in a pot made out a wheel of cheese.
Yes. Pasta cooked in a wheel of cheese. Heaven. It was amazing. Two of my favorite things in the world combined together creating a thing of utter beauty.
We decided that we need to go back to this restaurant since it is right by our house and is awesome. We also found an amazing gelato spot, and a good pastry shop. I think I am going to go there with Kate before class on Monday and get one of their beautiful donuts. Got to love carbs. Tonight was wonderful though. We went by the Spanish Steps and I rode the metro for the first time.
I am going to be dreaming about a wheel of cheese filled with pasta tonight. I cannot wait.
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