It’s not a coincidence that all of my posts are food related in Italy and Su’s posts are activity related, let’s just say, her fitbit gets more of a workout that mine does but my stomach is oh so happy, if a bit bigger. Su, Lina, Nancy and Sharon were off on a tour of Vatican City which means I had Barb all to myself. We took our time getting ready and I researched where to go. Barb loves food adventures as much as I do and the reviews I read for La Prosciutteria were wonderful. So off we were in search of grub.
It was too far away to walk so we walked up the street and caught a cab. We were just off of a busy main street which is super convenient. I almost get whiplash riding around Rome, the architecture is beautiful.
Our taxi driver dropped us off and told us we had to walk the rest of the way. Apparently, the restaurant was located down a road that didn’t have car access. I love the look of cobblestone streets but they are a bitch to walk on. I was amazed to see women walking in high heels. I could barely walk in my flip flops. At least there was some shade to protect us from the sun.
After 10 or 15 minutes of walking and wandering, we finally came upon our destination. Technically, La Prosciutteria isn’t a restaurant. It doesn’t have waitstaff but what is does have is meat hanging from the ceiling, which always makes me happy. I still fondly remember the meat and cheese store that we wandered into in Athens.
Besides not being a restaurant, La Prosciutteria is also very small. Barb and I lucked out and got a table pretty quickly. Once we figured out what we wanted, the medium meat and cheese platter, we went to the counter to order. Also had to get some prosecco to celebrate being in Rome and each other’s company, experiences like this, are best shared with good friends.
While waiting for our food to come, I wandered around taking photos. I don’t think they do the place justice. Every platter is different, filled with different cheeses, meats, fruits and spreads. I’m salivating just remembering.
Some of the pickled veggies.
Cheese is one of the loves of my life.
Meat with a side of meat, yes please!
I couldn’t wait to get our platter of food and when it finally came, seemed like forever to my starving stomach, it was everything I wanted it to be. Barb and I didn’t bother with the bread, even tho the pot it came in was super cute. The white cheese that was spread on the bread was amazing. I wish I knew what it was. Neither Barb nor I liked the spread in the forefront but everything else was fantastic. And as always, I kept eating, long after Barb did.
The fruit is amazing in Italy and even tho I was full, I still ordered the fruit platter. I couldn’t help myself or maybe I just wasn’t ready for the experience to end.
Eventually Barb rolled me out of the restaurant that wasn’t a restaurant. I was too full to even eat gelato which was a shame because passed a place on our way there that I had intended to go back and swim in their gelato. Hopefully, I digest lunch soon!