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Pizza Adventures In Italy (Part 10): Dar Poeta In Rome

Pizza Adventures In Italy (Part 10): Dar Poeta In Rome

After spending four days in Naples, primarily eating pizza, I made my way up to Rome. I only had about 36 hours to spend there before flying out to Barcelona and while I intended to try some pizza, it was not the primary purpose of the trip. In fact, I had a long list of …

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Overall Experience - 1.5

1.5

Summary : One of the more disappointing places I visited in Italy, Dar Poeta's pizza simply isn't that good. The homey Italian feel is worth something, but this place should be avoided.

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After spending four days in Naples, primarily eating pizza, I made my way up to Rome. I only had about 36 hours to spend there before flying out to Barcelona and while I intended to try some pizza, it was not the primary purpose of the trip. In fact, I had a long list of non-pizza restaurants I wanted to try in Rome. Although the best meals I had there did not involve pizza…. like this duck in an orange sauce from Trattoria Monti or this poached egg with asparagus mousse and black truffle from Antico Arco…

… I will write only about the pizza I ate in Rome. Since I just made it to three places, it is difficult for me to make generalizations about the pizza in Rome or draw any conclusions based on my experiences. I can, however, make some suggestions about places to go (and avoid).

The first place you should avoid is Dar Poeta (45 Vicolo Del Bologna, 39-06-6830-7769) which is located in the funky and hip Trastevere neighborhood on the west bank of the Tiber, south of Vatican City. The place had gotten mixed reviews online, but I decided to go there for two reasons: (a) I wanted to check out Trastevere and (b) I was there on a Sunday when many places are closed or have odd hours. I knew it was open, in a cool area, and at least some people who’d eaten there raved about it.

To be frank, it was the worst pizza I had during my trip. I ordered a Margherita pie (€6.00, about $8.00) and it was difficult to proceed past the first bite. The cheese was perhaps the worst part — definitely a far cry from fresh mozzarella that adorned pies in Naples. And the cracker-like crust was hard to work through. There was no basil. It’s not really a place worthy of being reviewed, but as I’m recapping all of the pizza I ate in Italy, I have no choice but to dedicate a post to Dar Poeta.

If I sound harsh, here are a couple of things to consider (this is me hoping that maybe the pizza wasn’t as bad as I actually thought it was): (1) I had just come from Naples, where I had some of the best pizza on the planet, so perhaps my expectations were heightened; (2) I had just eaten a delicious lunch at Trattoria Monti and was dining at Dar Poeta on a somewhat full stomach (3) I went at an off-hour (5PM) and perhaps whoever made my pie was out of sync or the oven wasn’t at the proper temperature.

Although I try to avoid reading other reviews, this place baffles me. It got a pretty good write-up on Slice which noted that “this is the real deal,” but the user comments below range from “easily the best pizza we had in Rome” to “the pie I had there was the weakest I had that week in Rome. I felt like I had been suckered into a tourist trap.” On Chowhound, one user writes, “we went twice while we were there” and another notes that “it was a revelation” — using words likes “amazing” and “unprecedented.” But a review on Hidden Palette points out the following: “It’s not the service or the price that I have a problem with here, as they are both perfectly reasonable; it’s the Pizza… Making things worse is the quality and quantity of the toppings they use. Both pizzas I tried were barely visible underneath the abundance of tasteless cheese and the tomato was scarcely detectable.” That’s how I felt.

The best thing about Dar Poeta was the space itself. Checkered table cloths, wooden chairs, and brick walls, give the space a very homey Roman vibe and there is a lower level which is somewhat secluded and, I imagine, hopping during regular business hours. Even if it is a place to be seen once dinnertime roles around, it’s a place where I won’t been seen ever again.

The above piece is the 10th article in a 13-part series about my pizza adventures in Italy (January 2011 – February 2011). You can access the other parts of the series here:

Introduction (Part 1)
Da Michele – Naples (Part 2)
Pizzeria Brandi– Naples (Part 3)
Caputo Flour Mill– Naples – (Part 4)
Salvo– Naples (Part 5)
Pizzeria Starita – Naples (Part 6)
Buffalo Mozzarella Tour – Caserta (Part 7)
Di Matteo – Naples (Part 8)
Sorbillo – Naples (Part 9)
Dar Poeta – Rome (Part 10)
Forno Marco Roscioli – Rome (Part 11)
00100 Pizza – Rome (Part 12)
Pizzeria Pellone – Naples (Part 13)

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