First things first: gelato. Grom Gelateria opened in Trento in Spring 2010. One taste and I was hooked. You may well wonder, wouldn’t an independent little shop be preferable to a chain? Nope. Grom stands apart with their fair trade and slow food ingredients. What does this mean, exactly? Nothing artificial. Fruit only in season and grown in Italy. Organic eggs. South American chocolate. Grom opperates its own farm to ensure the quality of its cultivars (yes, I said cultivars). And even that little spoon you eat the gelato with is biodegradible. Another bonus? Most gelaterias are open from March-October, but Grom is year-round. It may be snowing, but I can stop in for vanilla gelato with hot chocolate poured over it.Locanda al Cavaliere Piazza Manci, 14 / 38123 Povo (Trento)
I can’t begin to express my excitement in moving to an alpine town with its very own Indian restaurant in the main square. We’ve tried everything on the Cucina Indiana menu and enjoyed it all but keep going back to Chicken Tikka Masala and Lamb Korma. They go easy on the spices, but I imagine you could ask for more authentic preparation. There’s the requisite Italian menu, and it breaks my heart to see pizza on the tables around us. Patio seating in the summer. Baby seat available.
Orostube Via Sommarive, 10 / 38123 Povo (Trento)
A family friendly spot with South Tyrolean cuisine (speck, polenta, goulash – oh my!) at reasonable prices. The staff is warm and friendly, and this is truly a locals’ restaurant. We arrive early so as not to be a bother with our double-wammy 2-year-old and language barrier complication. By 7:30pm there IS a line, but the wait is worth it. Check out the photo gallery on their website for pictures of the staff dressed for carnevale and finishing a marathon in Istanbul.Osteria San Rocco Sardagna (Trento)
Accessible by tramway, the small town of Sardagna rests on the cliff overlooking the Alto Adige river and Trento. Sardagna has a single restaurant, a family endeavor that serves, quite frankly, the best food I’ve eaten in Italy, from stunning antipasta arrangements to handmade gnocchetti and perfectly grilled lamb. There is no menu, but the owner’s daughter speaks impeccable English and can help you order. When we lunched here and the daughter was out, the owner described each menu item in slow Italian, then waited patiently for me to translate for my mother, who was visiting for the holidays. When the daughter arrived, she delivered our pork ribs with a smile, announcing, “Please, these must be eaten by hand. No forks!” And so we devoured the tender meat down to the marrow.