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Gia-Gina Across the Pond

So I've decided to follow my husband to his native Italy. Follow our adventures as we eat, drink, travel, adapt to and explore this remarkable country. Part food blog, part photo blog but mostly my rants and raves. After our two years in Italy, we relocated across the Atlantic "pond" and are back in the States.

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

My first unassisted Italian transaction

Last night after Deme came home from work, I went to the grocery store by myself to shop for dinner. The first time I went by myself, I made the mistake of not pre-labeling my produce. But the cashier was nice enough to do it for me. Let me explain:

At this particular grocery store all the produce has to be labeled and given a number. You must pick out your produce, place it in a bag, place it on one of the scales and press the correct item number in order to print out a label w/barcode that the cashier then scans. The first time I just threw few oranges, lemons, plums and fennel in a basket and lined up. She looked at what I had done and said "Arrivo subito"= "I'll be right back" She came back with everything bagged and labeled and I said "Mi dispiace, mi capito"="I'm sorry, I understand" She smiled and I was on my way.

So back to last night, I bought some salad fixings, milk, cheese, veal cutlets, raviolini and tea. When I went to the deli however, I impressed myself. I picked a number and got in line. When it was my turn, the man behind the counter said "Prego"="May I help you?" I said "Buon giorno, si. Posso avere un etto sopresatta questa"="Hello, yes, may I have 100 grams of this sopresatta (a kind of salami)? He sliced off 100 grams, I said "Arrivaderci" and smiled as I left.

When I got home, I cooked the pasta, made a yummy salad, caramelized some onions and sauteed the veal. We had a very nice dinner!


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