The great Peristyle must have been pervaded by a multitude of different scents. From the kitchen, albeit more hidden than the other spaces of the late antique residence facing the porticoed corridor, the sweet fragrance of bread dipped in wine, fruit and cheese announced the ientaculum, breakfast. Imagine this long corridor, crowded with servants in charge of the rooms, the cubiculari, who travelled with oils and essences to the cubicula, the bedrooms, to say good morning to their masters. The crackling of the fire could be heard from somewhere, feeding the oil lamps for a short time. A few steps and you were immersed in the viridarium, enriched with plants that gave off pleasant aromas.
