Yesterday I experienced a lot of first-time things. Mostly with food and culture.
FIRST CAPPUCCINO:
A bar here in Italy does not always mean the same thing as a bar in America. A bar is also a type of cafe, where you can go in and get a coffee. When you go inside, it's literally a bar that you stand at and order your drink. I had a cappuccino, and let's just say, forget Starbucks! We need more of these bars in the US! It was delicious! It also came with a little piece of chocolate, which complemented it very well. There was no to-go cup either. It came in a cute little cup and saucer.
FIRST MACARON:
Okay I don't know if I'll ever pronounce these right, because macaroons are the coconut ones! Anyways, there is a small bakery a few blocks away, and when I saw the macarons, I had to have one!! I've literally have always wanted to try one. They were not what I thought they were. The outsides were meringue-y and airy, and there was a type of creme sticking them together. Whatever it was, it was tasty!
FIRST ITALIAN PASTA:
The lighting doesn't make this look very flattering. I don't know why I haven't had pasta yet, so I finally decided to try it. I'm still not exactly sure how to order at restaurants, so I just kind of went for this one to see what comes out. It honestly was not the best pasta I've had. The noodles were really think, and some kind of meat was in it, making it really salty. Most of the pasta here doesn't have meat in it, because they think it ruins the flavor. The Italian way is to eat one thing at a time. Unlike America, where there are countless buffets, you're considered barbaric if you pile different foods on one plate. It's all about enjoying the flavor of one thing at a time. I think people usually order several courses when they go out, so when I ordered the lady looked at me as if I was going to order more. I'm hoping to find a place with freshly made pasta, like the ones hanging everywhere. Still on the look out.
FIRST BEER/ALCOHOLIC DRINK:
Yes it's true. Innocent little Jenna went to a pub and got a beer. I've never had the urge to have alcohol, but when in Rome, right? At least I'm legal. We went to an Irish pub, and it was packed!! Obviously since I have never had a drink before, I'm uneducated in this department. It was really bitter, so it seems to have an acquired taste. Let's just say it could have been a little heavier on the root (if you know what I'm sayin). I could not drink the whole thing, only about a quarter before I gave up. We went to another place in Campo di Fiori, where there are a bunch of American bars. This time I ordered a Coke. I wasn't going to push my limits. I guess this is the beginning of my relationship with alcohol? Although I think this relationship will be very sporadic.
Well that's it for today! My classes start tomorrow, so hopefully it all goes well!
Also, if you have any questions about little things, or culture differences, stuff like that...seriously ask me!! I try to say all I can but I can forget some stuff. So leave a comment, or just ask on Facebook!
See ya!!
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