Nannarella

We went for an early lunch, lucky break because we hadn't made a reservation. And thank goodness for that—when we left there was already a line outside. Classic Trastevere stuff.

We started with a basket of mini supplì, those little ones with different flavors. The idea works for tasting a bit of everything Roman-style, and the frying 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 guancial wasn't crispy like it should be, and the cream leaned too heavy on the pecorino. The pepper? Well, I didn't really taste it. Anyway, it was edible. I had tonnarelli with mussels, pecorino and pachino tomatoes, which sounded interesting on the menu. Only problem: none of those three ingredients really came through. Result: a bit of a bland plate, honestly. The portions were generous, I'll give them that, served in little steel pots that scream trattoria romana.

The espresso tiramisu at the end was nice, cream made fresh with Gentilini biscuits. Good. Except it's in a tall, narrow glass and you only taste the bitterness of the coffee at the bottom—shame about that.

The place is exactly what you'd expect: historic, authentic Roman atmosphere, packed with tourists. Fast and polite service, nothing to complain about.

At 21 euros a head, it's fair. If you're a tourist I'd tell you to go, it's the right place. If you're Roman like us, only if there isn't a massive line waiting.