Monday, April 18, 2011

Food Heaven

What sort of person who has been given the opportunity to live in Italy for one-year would decide to try and give up gelati and all the other amazingly bad foods for one week?

Me of course!

Since leaving Melbourne, Matt and I feel that all we have been doing is over eating and indulging in pizza, cheese, arrancini, fried foods, gelati, sweets, salami, sweet drinks, coffee and the list goes on and on.

For example: We had dinner at home one night around 8pm and then decided to go for a drink at our little local bar. After staying for an hour, bringing us up to 10pm, we said we would walk home the long way, as it was such a nice night. On the way home we saw a pizza shop. We walked past trying to ignore the smells and people saying "bouno" etc, but as we got about three shops down, Matt caved and said ‘I might just go back and get a slice of pizza.’ I knew one slice was not on the cards but several. We went back and Matt got two slices of pizza, and of course, Italians being proud of their food, the chef gave us two more small pieces of pizza with porchini mushrooms on to try for free. We continued our walk home and passed a gelateria. I tried to not to look in the shop from fear of being hypnotised and pulled in without even knowing. We made it half way up our street before I cracked and said to Matt ‘I am going back for gelati,’ and he said ‘I am so glad you said that; I am going back for more pizza.’ So I went and got gelati with whipped cream on top and Matt went and got pizza with porcini. 

So you can see why we were thinking that a cleanse for one week, with no pizza, no cheese, no gelati and no sweets would be something we should consider. 

Day 1: We stayed home in the morning as we both had some things to do around the house. For lunch we had very plain pasta with fresh tomato and not much oil or salt. After lunch we decided to go and walk out and about Rome, what a mistake. Everywhere we looked people were eating pizza and arrancini. We couldn't help but look at every single person’s hands to see what they were eating. we would look into every single shop and drool over the fresh pizzas. We couldn't last long so we decided to go home and have dinner, a tuna salad. At dinner of day one I was already saying ‘oh, the salad would be so good with mozzarella or fetta.’ 

Day 2: We went out again after a healthy lunch, only to see every gelateria packed with people standing inside and out on the street with gelati. I was going crazy. I couldn't help it, I wanted gelati so bad. We decided to go to our local bar and hide from gelati heaven. Of course in Italy when you order a drink you get free tapas. Within an hour of having two Aperol Spritz and three bowels of tapas, we had decided to forget the cleanse. 

Our reasoning behind forgetting the cleanse:

* We had just eaten a plate of mozzarella and mortadella sandwiches.
* We agreed that half of the Italian experience is having access to unlimited supplies of gelati, pizza, coffee and sweets.
* If we didn't take advantage of that unlimited supply we would not be consuming ourselves 100% in Italian culture.
* It is only one year, how much harm can it do.
* The Italians do it and they seem fine.
* We will start to exercise every day.
* Eating it all makes us happy, and happiness is the most important thing. 

Day 3: I had a 2.50 euro cup of gelati with melon, coconut and blood orange with cream on top. 


Day 4: I had a 3.00 euro cup of gelati with Mango, coconut and frutti di bosco with whipped cream


Day 5: I had a 3.00 euro cone with Nutella, hazelnut and white chocolate 


Buon Appetite!