Nannarella

We stopped by for an early lunch, and we were lucky—we hadn't made a reservation. Just as well, because when we left there was already a queue outside. Typical Trastevere.

We started with a basket of mini supplì, those small ones with different flavors. The idea works for sampling a bit of everything Roman-style, and the fried food was done well. But honestly, in the end only the potato croquette was really worth it; the others (amatriciana, cacio e pepe, ragù) were just so-so.

My husband's carbonara was good but the guanciale wasn't crispy the way it should be, and the cream leaned too heavy on the pecorino. The pepper? Well, I couldn't really taste it. Anyway, it was edible. I had tonnarello with mussels, pecorino and pachino tomatoes, which sounded interesting on the menu. Except none of the three ingredients really stood out. The result: a rather bland dish, all in all. The portions were generous, that's true, served in a little steel pot that screams Roman trattoria.

The espresso tiramisu at the end was nice, cream made fresh with Gentilini biscuits. Good. Only thing is it comes in a tall, narrow glass and you only taste the bitter coffee at the bottom—shame about that.

The place is what you'd expect: historic, authentic Roman atmosphere, packed with tourists. The service was quick and kind, nothing to complain about there.

At 21 euros a head, it's fair enough. If you're a tourist, I'd say go for it—it's the right place. If you're Roman like us, only if you don't mind waiting in line.