“On the fifteenth of March, 44 B.C., Julius Caesar was stabbed to death—not, as Shakespeare tells us, in the Forum, but in what is known today as the Piazza l’Argentina, a block of ruins 15 feet below street level that serves as a sanctuary and adoption agency for the gatti di Roma—Rome’s beloved feral cats. What is in the Forum is Caesar’s tomb, a simple mound of cement upon which people still leave flowers. This month, in Caesar’s honor, we take a look at Roman cookery—the sorts of things he might have eaten, and the foods his soldiers surely ate.” via leite’s culinaria-gary allen