i have yet to find a dumpster in Rome.

the mush leftover from the market appears to actually be disgusting; this may be a source of free food but it is also food that should probably go to poorer people than me. (there are a lot.)

grocery shopping feels foreign. at least most of my food can from this rad fruit/meat market, and feels fresh unpolished and real. the cheapness of it is somewhat offset by the exchange rate. but nontheless buying oranges to cold bite into with some pocket change from a human being is actually really great; i don't regret it. tonight's cooking (if we can somehow get the gas turned on in the apartment) is fresh prosciutto with penne and onions; plum tomato, fennel, lettuce, bell pepper put a foot firmly towards salad.