Three generations. One kitchen. Endless love.
In 1987, Maria Rossi left her small village in Tuscany with nothing but a suitcase and a notebook full of her mother's recipes. She opened a tiny 12-seat restaurant in Old Town with a simple promise: every dish would be made the way it was meant to be made — by hand, with patience, and with love.
Word spread. The 12 seats became 40. Then 80. Today, her daughter Elena and granddaughter Sofia carry on the tradition, cooking from the same notebook, using the same techniques, serving the same warmth that made Nona Maria's kitchen feel like home.
— Nona Maria Rossi, 1987
Every morning at 6am, our kitchen comes alive. Dough is mixed for the day's pasta. Sauces begin their slow simmer. Bread goes into the wood-fired oven. By the time our doors open, every dish is ready to be assembled fresh to order.
We source ingredients from local farms where possible and import the essentials — San Marzano tomatoes, Parmigiano-Reggiano, Pecorino Romano, olive oil — directly from Italy. No substitutes. No shortcuts. Nona wouldn't have it any other way.