Tuesday, June 7, 2011


A place with no name, only “BAR” adorning its’ facade, like many other cafes in Roma. This is a place that fate led me to two years ago on my daily walk to the market of Campo dei Fiori from my short-term apartment in Vatican City. A place with little frill or pretense, where the same neighborhood veterans sat all day long, playing cards, drinking coffee and aperitifs, arguing and laughing. No tourists, no English, not even an Italian under 40. A cafe of decades past and vintage Rome.

Located on Via dei Banchi Vecchi, on the corner of Via del Pavone, it stood for 70 years. The baristas worked behind the bar since they were teenagers. I have heard from many in Italy that, though the coffee culture will always be grand, the true craft is waning with new generations. At this particular bar, tradition prevailed, and a semblance of history was felt. It was also, single-handedly, the best cappuccino I’ve ever had.

Sadly, the bar recently closed, only to reopen with a new, shiny interior and new owners. I truly loved this space, and I’m glad I documented it before it was gone.

One Response to “BAR AT BANCHI VECCHI”

  1. chris — Jun 07, 2011

    amazing place. simply amazing. like the jug of lipton ice tea.