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Wednesday our first day in Rome.
La Taverna de la FountainA family run tiny restaurant with the father in his toque standing at the entrance to the kitchen and his two tattooed children waiting on the tables. When I couldn't decide between the veal and the rabbit, the son said "I bring you a little of both" I'm already loving Italy and I haven't even been here for 12 hours.
It was delicious. The veal was actually a veal meatloaf that immediately had a familiar taste. Was it something from my childhood? I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I loved every bite. The rabbit was rolled with sage and prosciutto and had an amazingly simple but light sauce. You may be thinking rabbit? But it was subtle and yes, kinda tasted like chicken.
Thursday
Est Est EstCorstiaan found this place in a guide book. Supposedly the oldest pizza restaurant in Rome. Hey it was Thursday, and we always have pizza with our neighbors Tom and Linda so we figured why not? This place however required reservations! When we arrived for dinner at 8:30 the place was packed and there was a huge wait out the door. Glad we made the reservation.
We started with a Frito Misto which is a mixture of fried ... everything. Zucchini, cheese, fish, rice balls. You name it, and they battered and fried it. After a full day of walking around the Collesium and the Forum we figured a little fried food wouldn't hurt. Yum
For our pizza we shared a quattro pizza. No, not one with four cheese, but one pizza divided into four sections with four toppings. The best of all worlds.
Anchovy. Mushroom. Tomato. Salami. All on a fluffy crust. Not too fluffy, just right. The tomato tasted like it was just picked from the restaurants back yard. Sweet and delicious, that was my favorite. Corst loved the Salami.
Friday
Mario'sAfter a full day at the Borghese Gardens and Gallery we decided to try the small trattoria next to our hotel, we felt we had walked enough that day. It didn't come recommended by the owners, and after this meal, we knew why. It was just sad.
The owner and his daughter never smiled. They just brought the food and set it in front of you. I ordered the gnocchi with red sauce. Eh, it was edible, but it tasted like the vacuum sealed stuff you can buy at World Market, certainly not what I expected in Rome.
Lesson learned, stick with the recommendations.
Saturday
Fabrizo'sSaturday was Vatican day. Though the restaurant was not within walking distance, but well worth the cab ride.
Wow, did they take care of us. Fabrizo and his wife just kept bringing out the food. The fried (but not battered) whole artichoke was unforgettable. Imagine artichoke flavored potato chips. It was beautiful and delicious. The specials were meatballs in a gravy with peas and a veal stew with tomatoes and parsnips. We ate every bite of both.
They were the nicest people and were thrilled when we asked if we could have our picture taken with them. As you can see, they are not the tallest Italians around.
Sunday
Back to
La Taverna de la FountainYes, I know. With all the restaurants in Rome why didn't we try another restaurant? Because this place was just that good. The pasta in a light cream sauce with broccoli was a great way to end our trip to Rome. With all the celebrity pictures on the wall, Robert Di Nero, Ron Howard, and even a Franco Harris signed Pittsburgh Steelers poster we knew we were in good company.
There was a gelatto shop around the corner we ended our night with a sweet and frozen nightcap.
Monday Venice
Though Venice is a beautiful city the food scene lacks a bit. Since everything has to be brought in from somewhere else, it's just not that great.
We stopped at a modern, swanky (by Venetian standards) place for just a nibble for dinner. Everything was fish. It either was a fish, or had fish in it, or on it. Now we love fish, but at 10:00 at night it just doesn't sound that appetizing. I ordered a couple of hard-boiled eggs with anchovies on top, a couple of mussels that had some kind of vegetable topping, and Corst found him some rice balls, but there was a small piece of fish hidden inside.
Tuesday
Lunch at Harry's Bar. Just had to do it. The sticker shock was astounding, but the bellini was amazing. Peachy and bubbly, but at 17 euros a pop, just one each. I had a chef salad (with anchovies mixed in of course) and Corstiaan had a 19 euro grilled cheese sandwich. Was it worth it? Maybe. Was the food good? Not really. But in my foodie list of must-do's I can cross this one off my list.
We continued to fight the cold and rain, but found a cute little restaurant to have dinner. Nope, can't remember the name, but it was good. Not great, but good. Any they didn't play that hide the fish game. A simple penne and a salad was fine. Nothing mind blowing, but it was cold out and the restaurant was close by.
Wednesday
You may have noticed that there aren't any restaurant names listed other than Harry's. Sorry, but they were that forgettable. Wedneday's dinner was once again spent avoiding the rain. We found a cheery place that was bathed in yellow. Looked interesting enough and was close by. I ordered the mixed grill and Corst had the spaghetti. My mixed grill consisted of chicken, veal and beef. I think those Jenny Craig meals have more appeal. Corsie's spaghetti was super super rich, but okay.
Thursday
Lunch was an overpriced pizza at a restaurant overlooking the Rialto Bridge. Again cold, and rain. The Bellini wasn't as good as Harry's but it was more than half the price.
Thursday night was a quick nibble at a corner bar. The salami sandwich looked safe enough, so I ordered it. Corst ordered something that he thought was going to be fried cheese. Turns out it was breaded bread, with an anchovy inside. He couldn't wait to get out of Venice.
Friday
For lunch I took four rolls from the hotel's breakfast buffet and made us salami and brie sandwiches for the train. After all the crummy Venetian food, this was a welcome treat. Like a little bit of France on the train to Florence.
Trattoria Nerone PizzeriaYes, the name of a restaurant again. Found in a guide book this was a wonderful welcome to Florence. The gnocchi with mozzarella and red sauce was amazing. While still not home made, it was head and shoulders above Mario's in Rome. The side vegetables of spinach and zucchini were delish.
Saturday
After another copula climb to the top of Duomo we hunted for a place to stop for lunch. Couldn't find the place we were looking for, but stumbled upon a small bar that seemed to be filled with locals. My farfalle with spinach was amazing. Corst had a yummy risotto with broccoli. Finally ... vegetables again!
We skipped going out to dinner and instead had cheese, wine and salami while watching the final episode of Top Chef on You Tube.
To answer Marjorie's question of what was my favorite meal ... I'm still not sure. But I do know one thing, the food in Florence is much, much better than anything Venice has to offer.