Here’s the long train of thought that got me to pizza in Rome:
We went to the movies on saturday (to see The Fighter–loved it) and saw a preview for a movie whose name escapes me. In any case, it’s about exorcism, but it is set in Rome, and one particular scene in the preview shows Anthony Hopkins standing in a park/church lawn that overlooks the Tiber in the direction of St. Peter’s and the Vatican. We’ve stood right there. So of course I now want to see this movie even though I’ll be completely freaked out for days because of the scary exorcism parts.
So Rome on the brain.
Then last night I was making Eggplant Gratin to go with steaks for dinner (so easy….slice eggplant, skinny ones, 1/4 inch thick, salt and pepper and put on cookie sheet in 375 oven for 15ish minutes. Slice zucchini and plum tomatoes. Layer eggplant/tomato/zucchini, top with parmesan, oregano, pepper and as much garlic as you can stand, repeat, bake at 400 for an hour, covered, uncover for 10 more minutes and yippee–yummy veggies) and thought about Mamma Agata and eggplant and cooking school and Italy.
So today, with those two things on the brain I started poking around in my cooking materials. I don’t have books so much as ripped and stained shreds of paper with recipes or ingredients lists. And lots of book marks on my iPhone. That probably explains why I’m on my third iPhone…its dangerous to use your phone so close to liquid and fire. Anyway, poking around and I found some old issues of Saveur, which made me think that I should subscribe to it again, which made me go to their website, which has a link to Katie Parla’s blog (so do I…) which I hadn’t read in a while (because I’m so jealous that she gets to eat and write and live in Rome). So over to parlafood.com I go.
What do I find?
Pizza. Pizza like you can’t get anywhere else, at Pizzarium, near the Cipro Metro stop, a bit northwest of the Vatican. And not only pizza, but a two day pizza class (sorry, the link is Italian…), in Monti, near the Cavour Metro stop, right there near everything one wants to do in Rome, lead by the man who makes the Pizzarium pizza!! Katie wrote an article, sadly, it’s all Italian, but she also took some amazingly mouth-watering pictures that have me ready to order a second (or third) rate pizza from the local shop.
Just to give you a sense of location, here’s a map with Pizzarium, Tricolore and the last hotel we stayed in while in Rome (hotel is in between the two, and according to google walking directions, the two restaurants are 3 miles apart on foot, a more meandering path that follows more interesting streets was 3.2–totally doable, especially if you plan to eat tons of pizza!!):