Was at this place.
Now, before you start hating on me, please understand that when I am traveling alone, I am not a big meal eater. Well, ask my husband. Even when I am traveling with others, I am not a big meal eater. I think years of mothering children has made me view sit-down meals as, on some subconscious level, something to be avoided as it is associated with frustration,  obstinancy and ingratitude (take that, kiddos!). But on the other hand, my mother was a snacker by nature, and I have defintely inherited that tendency, as well as her taste in food (salty, sour, vinegar, not a big meat fan).
So the Roman habit of eating breakfast pastries and pizza on the fly fits me perfectly.  But, as I said, given that I was alone a good bit of the time (David had to work during many meal times, and after that I was usually too tired), and that I was trying to economize, paying for lots of meals wasn’t something I had planned anyway, and I think I only had four sit-down meals in Rome. One was lunch with some great folks on the Borgo Pio – that was great fun, and I could have sat with them longer, but everyone had to go places, including me. Then a couple of meals that David and I could squeeze in.
The food was fine at all the restaurants, but nothing extraordinary. I mean, the Carbonara almost anywhere in Rome is wonderful, I’m guessing. Good stuff!
But last night, our final night, we had tentative plans to go find a place that had been recommended down by the Trastevere train station. But then it started pouring, and even hailing a bit, and it was already 7:30, and I already had “3:30 AM” flashing in my head, so we just got on the 8 Tram back up north, hopped on the 44 bus back up to my apartment and looked for a nearby restaurant. This was just around the corner.
And in case you didn’t click – it’s a Thai place. The service was wonderful and attentive. Well, since there was only one other party in the place, it should have been. The food  – just spring roles and a beef/noodle thing for me – was really excellent. I mean, more than just adequate Thai food. It might be the best Thai food I’ve ever had.
At one point I observed to David: How’s this for a scene: Two Americans and a French couple in a Thai restaurant in Rome, attempting to communicate with the Thai wait staff in Italian.  Modern times.
And it was delicious.