it's the small things

i confess to complaining a lot more than i should about certain aspects of life in rome. the traffic, the garbage, the seemingly permanent stench of urine. ick. i know, too much info right? but one thing they really do right here is food and drink. obviously, it's italy after all! at least twice a week little bit accompanies me on a morning grocery run and her prize for patience is a fresh oj or centrifuga. she loooooves her juice and i can't help but remind myself how lucky we are to be able to have a freshly pressed carrot, apple and orange juice made on demand at just about any corner bar.

blurry iphone pics, apologies, but here is baby c awaiting her elixir.