Yesterday, I went to a market with Simona in Rome near San Giovanni. It was called Il Mercado non Mercado, or the Not a Market Market. This place was awesome. It was an abandoned building that a group occupied and took over. The carabinieri, or police, came and kicked them out, so they found another place. The carabinieri came back again and said f it, so they reoccupied the first building again.
Occupations are becoming very common in Rome, as there are a lot of abandoned buildings that are eyesores for neighborhoods. Many occupations become cinemas, cultural centers, and places for children to take classes like dance, gymnastics, and art.
This market was run by a cultural association, and had a bar and osteria inside, a place for children to play and take classes, a market inside for handmade goods and art. Outside was the market for food and also there was a book cycle, where you could bring a book to take a book or leave a small donation. They were also accepting Italian grammar books to give to war refugees living in Italy to help them learn Italian. It occurs the first Sunday of every month.
We were outside all day, which was lucky because it was a lovely sunny day. My transparent skin needs some sunlight, for sure. We sold bread, jam, juice, wine, and the baked goods I made on Sunday.
It was my first time selling my pies. Granted, crostata are reaaaaally thin pies. But they are still pies and still mine! I was extremely proud, finally selling something that I had made to other people, and watching them enjoy it.
I always thought that sitting at a market all day would be boring. Well, I was wrong. Even though I have such limited Italian language, I enjoyed explaining what was in the baked goods I made, and that no, they weren’t vegan. It’s fun talking to people all day and being outside in the warm sun! What a revelation! I found myself daydreaming of selling my goods when I get home, even if its just on the weekends and just as a hobby. Because at the end of the day, the worst thing that happens is not everything gets sold and you have to eat it yourself… Boooo!
We got to the market around 10 and left around 6:30, so it was a long day, but we sold everything. Michele had gone to a different market in Rome as well, and he sold everything. So all in all, Sunday was a great success!
Crostata con Marmalata
350 g flour
50 g corn starch or potato starch
200 g sugar
100 ml olive oil
1 tsp baking powder
1 jar marmalade/jam
Preheat oven to between 180-200 degrees celsius. Combine all dry ingredients on the countertop and mix together with your fingers (or in a bowl). Create a bowl out of the ingredients and add eggs, mix well. Create a new bowl with the formation of the dough, and add olive oil. Add water or milk as necessary to create a smooth, firm, but not sticky dough. Let sit for a half hour or so before rolling the dough out into a 10 inch round, reserving about a quarter of the dough for the upper crust. Flip dough into a tart pan thats been prepared with oil and flour. Spread jam over the crust, and then roll out the reamining dough to create the top crust; examples shown in the above picture. Bake for about 18 minutes or until the crust is a golden brown. Allow the crostata to cool completely before removing it from the pan.