Picking right up where we left off! The walk from Piazza Navona to the Pantheon was a short one, and it was so great to see Blaine’s face as we rounded the corner and—BAM—there it was.
Because there were pews set up in the back of the church for a service we didn’t get to walk around the whole thing, but we did get to see Raphael’s tomb! We spent about 15 minutes being amazed and then hopped across the street to get some refreshing gelato. I tried the cappuccino and profiteroles flavors together. The cappo was obviously delicious, but I didn’t love the profiteroles. I didn’t know what it was when I ordered it, it just sounded new and different but I don’t think I’ll be ordering it again.
From gelato (and a few stops for shopping) we walked back to the hotel to put our feet up for a bit before dinner. Crossing the Tiber there was a beautiful view of St. Peter’s dome and the curving river. I love Rome.
I was pumped for our dinner that night because we were going to Alfredo! History says that in 1908, Alfredo di Lelio’s wife had just given birth and her health was suffering. Doting husband that he was, Alfredo did everything he could to make her better, including mixing noodles with butter and parmesan by hand for her dinners. She loved it so much she soon became healthy again and requested the dish to be served in their small restaurant. This ‘Pasta Alfredo’ was popularized by Mary Pickford and Douglas Fairbanks when they came to Rome on their honeymoon and ate the golden wonder that is Alfredo’s pasta.
I was a tad let down with our dinner this time because the sauce was a little too liquid-y. Usually it is the consistency of melted cheese, but I think there was too much butter or the pasta wasn’t drained thoroughly. Bummer! I still ate until I felt like I would pop, though, and Dad finished off my plate 🙂
We decided to walk back to the hotel so we could take a spin around a museum where you could see a huge sarcophagus in the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was actually pretty fun, plus Rome itself just feels more special at night. We got a little lost on our way back and ended up walking about 15 minutes longer than we needed to, but our fettuccini held us over and we managed to stay upright long enough to make it to our beds 🙂
A question for you: Do you have a favorite restaurant where you order the same thing every time? I can only think of two: Alfredo and Cracker Barrel 😛