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Finally, the market I’d dreamed of since arriving in Italy.
We had spent the previous month in the countryside just outside a small village in Tuscany and had hopes of shopping in local markets.
We sampled some ricotta and chocolate chip ravioli and compared a five and fifteen-year-old balsamic vinegar, discovering that the older it gets the sweeter and thicker it is.
Luna taught us the importance of your market vendor—it’s your most important relationship as loyal customers get the best produce.
Kenny and Luna have obviously cultivated their relationships well as Luna was greeted like a family member by many of the vendors.
One of the most fascinating parts of Testaccio is the Monte Testaccio—a small hill in the centre of the neighbourhood that we didn’t pay much attention to until we learned its story.
In Roman times food such as honey, sugar, wine and olive oil was transported in terracotta pots called .
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It’s an entirely visceral experience, so unlike the antiseptic experience of supermarket shopping.