When in Rome . . . eat like you’re at home? One of the things I loved most about Rome was the food. Ironically, the Italian food in Rome is almost as good as it is in the U.S. Seriously, though, the pasta, gnocchi, and pizza all reminded me of home.
As seen above, one night we had gnocchi with tomato sauce, basil, and mozzarella, and then probably one of the best pastas I have ever tasted: linguine with shrimp, zuccini, and fiore di zucca (squash flowers).
You also have to realize that I don’t get good mozzarella or basil in Spain. At Italian restaurants in Spain, they almost always substitute the basil with oregano — and I just don’t go for that. So at every meal, I had to doubled up with a caprese salad (tomatoes, mozzarella and basil) that could have come out of my mother’s garden.
Finally, I also overloaded on the mozzarella and basil on my pizzas as well, but always ordering the most simple one on the menu — pizza margherita. When I was a kid, you could go around the corner from my grandparents’ house in the Bronx and get a rectangular pizza that tasted only slightly better than the one in the photo.
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