Broccoletti {Eat Like a Roman}
Last summer a new restaurant opened in my neighborhood. We went to Broccoletti a bunch of times, we sat outside on via Urbana and drank cold white Lazio wines and had fresh fish and pasta with very picky friends and old friends visiting from London and just the three of us.
We loved it every time. The menu was local and creative. But not too creative, the service was great and the location couldn’t be beat. Summer ended, there was months of road work on the street, and I kind of forgot about Broccoletti. Earlier this week when friends visiting from Tuscany wanted to meet in Monti for lunch I knew exactly where to take them.
Where the outside tables were is now a sidewalk of sorts so there is only inside seating which is both sleek and comfortable. The menu changes regularly and is brought on a handwritten chalkboard for you to choose.
We picked burrata from Andria in Puglia, a beautifully plated selection on fried seafood from Circeo and a bottle of white from the small Lazio vineyard, Cinncinato. And we tried not to fill up on the basket of warm homemade bread.
Since I had just come back from a five day fish eating fest in Capri and Procida, for my pasta I chose fresh fettuccine with a lamb ragu. James picked a cacio e pepe with fava beans and zucchini flowers and Martha had the pacheri topped with a lemony fish ragu.
We each declared that our choice was the best and practically licked out plates clean.
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