I migliori ristoranti di cucina italiananella città Spoleto della Perugia

14/03/2026: Beautiful and welcoming place, recommended for a quick lunch. The food is decent, but could use a bit more emphasis on local flavors. I would definitely return.

15/11/2025: I ate there last Monday during my lunch break. The service was particularly rushed, especially by an older man (who was kind, but, poor thing, agitated and hurried. I appreciated his great effort, and it pained me to see how he was treated by the, I believe, much younger but rather upset cook). A second waiter, in my opinion, was incapable of doing this job because he was clearly lacking in empathy, unable to explain dishes or anything else, and inaccurate in his accounting and ordering. To make a long story short, I ordered a soft drink and an Umbrian ribollita, having little time and wanting a quick lunch. Seeing so much truffle advertised, I asked if a single truffle crostini could go with the ribollita, but only if it were possible, because I couldn't have managed any more. The older man said yes, and the less empathetic waiter simply confirmed that if I only wanted one: "Yes, but only if possible." The older man also insistently told me that even if I didn't want it, he should bring me water because it's included in the service charge. He brings it to me, but I still only drink the drink I ordered, also because, as I repeat, I'd been sitting for a maximum of 30 minutes and couldn't drink Coke and water. Moral of the story: a crostini divided between four (the portion should have included three crostini) on untoasted bread and a spreadable truffle sauce, a rather small ribollita (low-quality legume soup; I'm Umbrian and know the products), a can of Coke, and the bill (at least verbally by the young man, since he didn't give me a receipt with the details) also includes water: 30 euros. I ask why the water, I ask how a single piece of bread can cost 12 euros as a full portion when I had asked if that was possible otherwise I wouldn't have ordered it. I don't elaborate on the poor quality, but he, unconcerned and, I repeat, in a state of mind unfit for public use, continues to hand me a receipt. The only thing he tells me is that you have to pay for the water and that you asked for your own crostini. I pay, but obviously I politely point out that, given the presence of foreign tourists, they weren't really advertising our products and that, above all, they hadn't been fair to a fellow countrywoman, both in presenting low-quality dishes and in declaring one thing and then doing something else at the cash register. I'm saddened by the treatment the older waiter received from someone I believe was a chef (if we can call her that given the low quality of the food), which made me feel uncomfortable. However, I recommend helping the younger man because I don't see him as being centered and, above all, ruining the restaurant, which, in my opinion, unless there are unsuspecting foreigners, risks closing. I also recommend lowering the prices to at least match the low quality, or focusing on easier-to-prepare platters while increasing the quality of the ingredients, because that truffle was an insult to Umbrian cuisine.