The sun rose, and I sometime later, at 635 and it will set, and I sometime after, at 1948. The 2000 cycle holds for the Ave Maria.
It is Tuesday in the Octave of Easter and the Station is St. Paul’s outside-the-walls. We celebrate St. Gemma Galgani today, a great saint.
Today I left my temporary digs, useful for Holy Week purposes and with the Chicagoans who have departed and have transferred to the Roman Sojourn Apartment.
I started making my first rounds of collecting things for the place, but a sandwich was necessary.
And a suppli.
I went to my usual veg stand in the Campo. The PEAS have come in and they are magnificent. Soooo sweet.
Perhaps more later. This afternoon I have been getting all the tech set up, bags unpacked, lists made of what to purchase… food stuffs, cleaning things, items someone broke in the meantime, etc.
I may curl up for a power nap before I hit the cobbles again.
Right now my plan for supper is caprese with mozzarella from my most dependable place. Shall I make something warm, too? Who knows?
Meanwhile, Ian Nepomniachtchi defeated Ding Liren in game 2. Tomorrow is game 3.
I love the imaginative fillings that the Romans put in their sandwiches. There is/was a place in the Piazza Rotonda (Pantheon) that has the most wonderful cold sandwiches. For instance, high quality crustless white bread with ham, thinly-sliced cucumber, and sliced hard-boiled egg, seasoned beautifully. Satisfying, light, and refreshing on a warm day. Across from there a perfect place for an al fresco dinner at 9:00 or 10:00 p.m. I love that Piazza for dinner; also Santa Maria in Trastevere. Perhaps touristy? Doesn’t matter. Architecture, lights, sounds, people…
You don’t see sandwiches like that at Subway!
Did I miss something— have you moved to Rome?
Fresh peas are sublime!