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By jahdaimoriah

Fun Fact: Good Pizza is rare to find in florence.

You automatically expect that every pizza you consume in Italy will be the most divine pizza you have ever consumed  because, well it is Italy for god sakes. Unfortunately thats not true. Florence is located in the Toscana or Tuscany region of Italy  A place known for its simple food and where meat is the pride of the region. The south of Italy specifically Naples (where pizza originated) is where you want to go to get the best Pizza. Luckily I have had the chance to go to Naples when I came to Italy the first time, so I know what magical pizza tastes like.  ...continue reading "GUSTA GODS"

By crstein1

If I were to return to the States and only take away one lesson, it would be a lesson in adventure.  It seems appalling, I presume, that I could discount every other tidbit of knowledge and experience, just to sum up my time here in the one minuscule word ‘adventure’.  However, I can maintain that everything I see, every person I meet, every event I’ve witnessed, has been an adventure in itself.  With the language barrier and the differences in culture and customs, even the most routine tasks are out of my comfort zone, and for this reason, are mini-adventures.  Yet for risk of sounding overly cliché, I’ll digress… ...continue reading "A Semana Santa Adventure"

By unprofoundobservations

I in fact never want to leave the Loire Valley. This past weekend my program took us on a tour of this fairy tale-esque region of central France to four of its most fabulous chateaux: Blois, Azay-le-Rideau, Chenonceau, and Chambourd. We spent the weekend enjoying wine and cheese tastings, delicious fresh farm foods, and some of the most luxurious homes ever built in Europe. The sun came out for the first time in weeks and the temperature managed to barely climb above 10 Celsius, so it was certainly a weekend to be celebrated. ...continue reading "Loire Valley, don’t let me leave you this way"

By ahblackwell

Moroccan foodThe Friday couscous tradition is one of my favorite food traditions here in Morocco, but I was especially excited for it this week because Friday was a particularly cold and rainy day. I walked home in the rain after I finished my Arabic final, attempting to avoid the puddles and land mines - the hidden pockets of water under loose tiles that explode with mud and “medina juice” when you step on them - and the smell of the couscous and the heat of the kitchen when I entered my family’s house were a wonderful relief. I cuddled up under a blanket on the couch in between my host-dad and little sister as my mom brought in the heaping pile of couscous and vegetables steaming on the huge tagine. My host-dad, my brother and I each picked up an oversized spoon and began to dig into the couscous and chickpeas (“hummus” in Darija - no, not what we think of as hummus) in our “zones” while my host-mother and sister went right in with their hands. In Morocco, many traditional meals are cooked in tagines, which are large conical clay cooking pots that allow steam from the meal to condense and drip back down into the base. The meals are brought to the table in the tagine base, and each family member is expected to only eat the food in their “zone,” or the pie-slice of the circular plate that is closest to them. Tagine meals are often eaten without using utensils. Most of the time, bread serves as a utensil, and each bite is achieved using a small piece of “khubs” as a scooper. Couscous, however, is traditionally only eaten with your hands by scooping some couscous and some vegetables into your hand, forming a ball with it, and popping the ball into your mouth. Luckily, the modern habit of using a spoon for couscous has become more common, and I am not subjected to the difficulty of forming couscous balls by hand. Although Moroccan couscous is a cultural staple, it is only eaten for lunch on Fridays. Friday is the most important day of the week, for Muslims, and almost all Moroccans head home from work or school for the afternoon prayer and to eat family couscous before returning back to their normal activities. ...continue reading "Fourth Meal: Eating and Eating and Eating in Morocco"

By rachels522

The next step in our agriculture unit was learning about the production of coffee. I have been very interested in learning about this topic since discussing it in Professor Benton-Short’s Human Geography class. In my opinion coffee is thought of as a necessity on the GW campus. It is no different in Costa Rica, where I have seen children as young as three years old drinking sugary coffee. Despite the amount that this drink is consumed, little thought is gone into the production. One of the scariest and saddest parts about this worldwide addiction is that the farmers who are working in the fields to produce it are often not getting paid a living wage. Most farmers are currently only making 35 cents per pound, while retailers are making $1.75 per cup. ...continue reading "“Coffee Coffee Coffee Buzz Buzz Buzz”"

Italy is basically the catholic Mecca of the world. As you can imagine, Easter is a really big deal to Italians. Each province has its own form of celebration. Easter in firenze means an influx of tourist, chocolate eggs twice the size of your head, and an explosion. Yes, an explosion, an exploding ox cart to be exact.the Sunday morning of eastern there is a large parade being led to the duomo. Those men in the parade, must wear bright colorful soldier costumes that is supposed to be reminiscent of olden times in Firenze. They march to the center to the Duomo where there is a huge oxen cart covered in explosives, and fireworks. No one pays attention to the actual church service, because they know at eleven it is going down!  ...continue reading "Pasqua!"