✍️ Dispatch: My Roman Thanksgiving
How a patient Testaccio butcher guided me through my first Italian 'Ringraziamento'
When I started visiting butcher shops in Rome looking for a turkey for my first Italian Thanksgiving, everyone gave me the same advice: “Buy a female.” They should have also warned me to get a dead one.
It took a few stops before I found a shop that said they could get me a turkey in time. “Tanks-GHEE-veen Americano,” F…
