A taste of Roma

A Roman First: Discovering Alfredo Sauce

Rome is a city where every corner hums with history, but for me, this trip became memorable not just for the Colosseum or the Trevi Fountain—it was for a bowl of creamy Alfredo sauce that changed the way I thought about pasta.

My wife, our little one, and I had been wandering through cobblestone streets, taking in the golden light of the late afternoon, when we stumbled upon a small trattoria tucked away on a quiet piazza. The handwritten chalkboard menu outside read simply: Fettuccine Alfredo. I’ll admit, I hesitated. Back home, Alfredo is often considered a comfort food classic, but here in Rome, I wasn’t sure what to expect.

Curiosity won out—and I’m glad it did.

The waiter brought over a steaming plate of fresh pasta, ribbons of fettuccine coated in the silkiest sauce I’d ever seen. The first forkful was a revelation: rich Parmigiano-Reggiano, butter, and cream all working together in harmony. No heaviness, no shortcuts—just pure, cheesy, velvety goodness.

What made the moment even more special was watching my wife and child dive into their own plates with joy. My wife’s smile said it all: this was indulgence at its best. Our little one twirled the noodles clumsily but happily, giggling at the creamy sauce smeared across their cheeks. It was one of those simple, perfect family meals where time seemed to slow down.

As a chef, I couldn’t help but imagine how we might bring this kind of magic back to Bread Crumbs Catering. Not just the Alfredo itself, but the way food can create togetherness—how a dish so simple can transport us and remind us of life’s sweetest moments.

That night in Rome wasn’t just about discovering Alfredo for the first time. It was about savoring it with the people I love most, in a city where food has always been more than sustenance—it’s a celebration.

And that’s exactly the kind of experience I want to bring to every event we cater. Because whether you’re in Rome or Los Angeles, a good meal should feel like a memory worth keeping.