Hostaria Del Moro - Rom

E 'un'ottima posizione! I rigatoni alla carbonara erano buoni anche se mancavano salsa e guanciale Tipo di Pasto: Pranzo Prezzo a persona: €20–30 Cibo: 4 Servizio: 5 Atmosfera: 5

Il cibo era buono, il carbonara era molto buono e il resto della pasta che abbiamo ordinato anche. La composizione del posto è senza dubbio il metro, un uomo molto scortese e poco istruito, insistendo sul problema delle punte, costringendoci a dar loro. Servizio: Cena in Pasto: Pranzo Prezzo a persona: €10–20 Cibo: 5 Servizio: 2 Atmosfera: 4

Service: Dine in Meal type: Lunch Price per person: €20–30 Food: 5 Service: 5 Atmosphere: 5 Recommended dishes: Spaghetti Carbonara

I asked for a specific table and the waiter asked for a good tip. I sat down at 4pm. In the midst of the meal, the waiter handed me the paying ticket and pressured for payment. It’s 4.30pm! There were several empty tables around us and definitely no queue. Why is he chasing us? And in the next 15mins, he same twice to check the payment ticket folder if I had made payment and left him a fat tip. Rather pissed, I went inside to make payment. He then asked me for tip again! And I asked “You are chasing me away right?” He replied “no. You cheap!” This has to be the worst service I have came across in Italy in the last 3 weeks.

The Hostaria del Moro in Trastevere in Rome If you 're seeking a place in Rome to enjoy delicious food in a charming ambience, look no further than in Trastevere. After a long day of sightseeing, we weren 't in the mood for elaborate multi-course meals; we craved the simple flavours of traditional Lazio cuisine. Having lost the list of recommended eateries and being chased by the January rain, we found ourselves at the mercy of fate, but one thing was certain for me: the pasta had to be fatta in casa”, meaning homemade . I dreamed of tagliatelle cacio e pepe and a bottiglia di vino that would bring a rosy glow to my beloved 's cheeks. Frankly, you will not find a better place than the one I found. The Hostaria del Moro, nestled among its counterparts, stood out for its welcoming atmosphere. A few tables lined the narrow street outside, while inside, a crackling fireplace added to the cosy charm. While the portions weren 't overwhelmingly large, they filled our bellies satisfactorily and although they begged for more of the delightful flavors, we simply couldn 't manage another bite. Our waiter, a linguistic wizard fluent in a dozen languages, effortlessly conversed in my mother tongue, renowned alongside Chinese for its complexity, and expertly selected a wine to complement our meal, elevating us from prose to poetry.