Testaccio is a neighborhood divided. Everyone seems to be able to agree on the most important thing in Roman life: football. As a whole, the district supports A.S. Roma. However, over the second most important thing in Roman life? Pizza? No one can agree on the best neighborhood pizzeria. I fall into the Da Remo […]
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It was such an excruciating long day. I dragged myself to Da Remo’s because the walk somehow seemed less challenging than trying to convince my brain to combine ingredients in a sauce pan at home. I walked in and my whole body sagged. Just a short wait and I could take my pizza home. I […]
When I moved to Rome, I would drag everyone out to Cipro and force them into a small shop with flaking paint to dine on pizza al taglio (pizza by the slice). Pizzarium has since gone under a renovation and expansion, but my rule remains unchanged: you can’t leave Rome without trying this pizza. This […]
My first few months of living in Italy were confusing. I had just left my career and my home. I did not speak the language. I met the man who would eventually become my husband, but I had no idea if he even liked me at that point. I had never spent Christmas away from […]
Yes, Sorbillo really is making the best pizza in Naples
I have a friend who is 7-years-old and has lived in Rome almost all her life. As a nearly lifelong Roman, and at the age when she is a true pizza connoisseur, I trust her judgment. We always meet for dinner at Ai Marmi, her local pizzeria in Trastevere. And since she is 7, we […]
Rome has no shortages of landmarks: Colosseum, Pantheon, St. Peter’s Square, Pyramid of Cestius, Circus Maximus… But one of my favorite landmarks of all is the bright yellow FORNO sign on Via dei Chiavari. Antico Forno Roscioli is a Roman institution. Locals come here for their daily bread, a few brutti ma buoni biscotti, and […]
To me, Campo de Fiori is a meeting spot. It is a place to agree to find each other so that you can move on to somewhere else. It is not that I don’t like the market there, it simply is not my market. Neighborhood markets are, by definition, in your own neighborhood. I wouldn’t […]