In Italy, everyone goes grocery shopping every 2 days or so to keep things fresh and because there is just no space to store things. There are a few well-known open air markets nearby, where we buy all of our produce. The BEST tomatoes you will ever have and you seem to never spend more than $5. All the locals shop here and we stick out horribly, but whatever.
Going to the grocery store for the first time was definitely an experience for us. Grocery stores are only in Italian(obviously), and you pay to use the grocery carts. In order to get a cart to release from the line, you put a euro into the slot. You get your money back when you put the cart back in line with the others when you are done shopping. We looked like complete idiots pulling at the line of locked grocery carts trying to get one loose without paying, until a little babushka came over to save us from our embarrassment and explained the process to us. When we finally thought we had the grocery store figured out, the cashier finished ringing me up, and asked “busta?” (bag?) and then charged me for bags to put my groceries in....
It’s all about the adventure right?
After getting groceries, I made my first Italian meal on our 2 burner electric stove and I was very proud of it! After constant running around, it was one of our best nights together, eating dinner in our apartment, drinking cheap (but amazing) wine with the windows open listening to everything that was going on outside.
Later that night, we went out to Campo de Fiori (the Federal Hill of Rome) about a 10 minute walk from our apartment. People everywhere, one big party in the piazza. Generous pours of every drink. Definitely something to experience 
and frequent J
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