Rucola

After leaving the Vatican, we hopped on a red train to the Termini station - Rome's Grand Central if you will. We were headed to the Colosseum, which required th

at we switch to the blue train, but all that artwork and B.O. made us hungry, so we went above ground and found a restaurant near the station. We had one of Brian's favorites, calamari fritto, and a delicious prosciutto and arugula pizza. It was here that I stopped to notice how amazing the arugula is in Italy. Yes that's right - the leafy peppery stuff. It seems to be in or on everything we eat - even in things we don't expect. At home we're pretty big fans of arugula, but it seems to have more spunk here. I'm not sure if it's a different strain or just super fresh, but it's the most powerfully flavorful arugula I've ever had. At this particular place, the arugula atop our pizza had several clusters of tight buds, packed with concentrated flavor or green peppercorns and fresh cut grass. I'm really enjoying my rediscovery of this leafy green.