Because my camera was stolen from my coat pocket at the metro (underground train) at the duomo of Milano on Saturday night, I bought a new one on 9 March 2016 at a large Wal-Mart like store next to a large grocery store near our home. It was on sale for 100 euro, which is about 112 US dollars. It is a very small Canon point and shoot, which will nicely fit in my pants pockets, which I think would be harder to pick pocket. This first pix is one taken when we returned from the store where we bought the camera and the grocery store with a pizza, we were also boiling spaghetti, shown is part of loaf of bread and our new jar of generic Nutella, which costs about 1.5 euros. A large jar of real Nutella, which is Italy's "equivalent" (they had it when I was on my first mission here 50 years ago) to peanut butter, which they do not have in Italy, at least we haven't found it, even though they sell whole peanuts. This and the next few pix were taken to try out my camera.



 
My breakfast on 10 Mar, an ommlett, with two eggs, slices of fresh tomato, piece of boiled (they also eat raw) ham, and a piece of cheese, which tastes somewhat like Swiss.  I was almost ready to fold it over and consume it.



 Our fresh fruit and veggie department.




Myrna's breakfast, she hadn't poured on the milk yet. It is a combo of cereals with some dehydrated fruit, and is fairly inexpensive, although the most frequently sold cold cereal seems to be corn flakes.  I actually believe the food tastes better in Italy, and missionaries agree with me (although Myrna doesn't), except the milk is not as good, probably because they expose it to some form of radiation or something, which changes the flavor.  Even though you can buy it cold in the grocery store refrigerated section, which we do, most milk is sold shelf stable, warm with no need for refrigeration until it is opened.  We have bought both and brought them to the same temperature and there is no noticeable difference in flavor nor cost, but certainly not good US cow milk.


 Said liter of milk.  All things are sold in liters or milliliters, the largest milk you can buy is one liter and the largest sodas are 1.5 liters, at least that I have found.  You can see a radiator in the background, which is behind Myrna's back when she eats at our kitchen table, although sometimes she is still cold and wears a coat.  (We also have a dining table in the living room.)  The hot water in the radiator is controlled by the landlord for the entire building and is designed to keep the temperature at about 65 degrees, but we have wall mounted units which both heat and air condition.



Living room couch, the pictures are antiques, the place was furnished by the landlord.



Landlord's mother's (she has passed on) collection of little elephants, etc.




Early morning from the balcony of our bedroom overlooking the street on which we live. Ring necked doves come to our balcony and coo me awake.



Another view from the balcony.



Myrna making pancakes for the 14 missionaries going home on 10 March, this was done in the mission office in the kitchen adjacent to our office.



Sorella Dibb, President's wife, making waffles for the missionaries.



Missionaries in the conference room.  They came from all over the mission and arrived at different times, so some had eaten and were playing Uno while others were eating pancakes and waffles.  They were here across from our office and around all day, we took them to a restaurant for dinner and a hotel for the night.  Most fly out about 6 am tomorrow, although the third from the left elder is an Italian from the island of Sardinia.