da baffeto turned out to be a hop, skip and a treat away from our hotel ..... the family lurved the pizzas, man, just the bruschetta had me in tears. exactly like me mom made, how uncanny. and real tomatoes.
Checchino dal 1887 was our reward after putting the kids through the colosseum/forum torture. while the kids scarfed down carbonara, i got to share tripe and oxtail with the wife ... wow. so delectable, so good.
am digging rome, now all i need is to sight gore vidal.