Luca Issa pretty much grew up sniffing the dough and steam in the back alleys by the Trevi Fountain—can you imagine a more Roman childhood? Since he was a kid, he got roped into his dad’s hustle, running around the family’s little joint. By 2015, Luca just said, you know what, I’m taking over Piccolo Buco on Via del Lavatore. Flash forward, and boom, the place is not some basic pizzeria anymore, but a foodie hotspot where Roman pizza dreams come true. Now, get this—the oven’s older than your great-nonna. Built in 1916, it used to crank out castagnaccio and old-school desserts (and, I assume, fill the street with the sort of smells that make tourists drool). And it’s still there. Center of the action, keeping that crust legit—deep flavor, a little smoke, wild history. As for Luca? The guy’s got standards, period. He sweats the small stuff: top-shelf ingredients, flavor combos that actually work, and a vibe that says, “yeah, we’re serious, but we’re having fun.” That’s why people talk about Piccolo Buco’s pizza like it’s some kind of edible legend. It just doesn’t taste like anywhere else—and honestly, you can tell it’s because Luca is obsessed with getting it right.
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