Trattoria Armando — Restaurant in Florence

This little restaurant in Florence may be small, but it’s warm, cozy, and overflowing with character. The walls are covered in photographs of guests who have visited over the years, giving the space a sense of history and authenticity that makes you feel like you’re part of a long story still being written.

For starters, I had the ricotta and spinach-stuffed ravioli with sage butter. It was rich and flavorful—though I wasn’t sure how I felt about the sage, the dish overall was excellent. The chef kindly sent out a zucchini soup as well, and it was remarkable: perfectly balanced, with a consistency so smooth I could have easily finished an entire bowl.

For the main course, my wife and I shared the Florentine steak, cooked to absolute perfection. We ended our meal with what I can only describe as the best tiramisu to ever touch our lips. I know many people make that claim, but truly—you haven’t had real tiramisu until you’ve had it here.

What really stood out beyond the food was the feeling. Every dish tasted so homemade, comforting, and full of care that it felt as though we were being cooked for by a Tuscan grandmother. It was a refreshing break from the countless tourist traps scattered across Florence. Truthfully, this is the one restaurant in Florence we would return to again...

Thoroughly enjoyed this trattoria. It was the nearest to our hotel so no preconceptions and initially we were just looking for a quick snack. But once inside we were immediately aware we must have landed on a proper local dining spot. Tables were spacious allowing for conversational intimacy, linen was crisp and fresh and the general feeling was of high calibre friendliness. Signed photos on the walls indicated some kind of artistic connection..upon closer inspection it became clearer these were not actors but opera singers (we later discovered we in an opera neighbourhood). Service was brisk, kind and punctual. And when we saw the menu we became extremely excited. It was clear fortune had not abused our ignorance (which is usually the case when your surroundings are unfamiliar) but instead provided us a chance encounter with an exceptional destination. Stews, wild bar, venison...these kinds of seasonal tuscan delights with an emphasis on white beans and pasta. We went again the following day with an Italian who informed us the region is also known for soups so followed his lead and enjoyed a great pumpkin soup with lightly 'tempura'd' vegetables and another helping of wild boar...

This was a recommended restaurant from a local, so we had a lot of expectations going in. This place is absolutely busy all through the night - it seems like most people eat dinner at 9pm or later because it’s still packed.

The food was delicious. This was 100% correct from the local. The pasta was absolutely perfect, the free veggie soup was a great start to the meal. The leek soup was also very well made.

My only criticism here is that they are so busy and we became the neglected table. Server came with our food and asked if we wanted Parmesan with the pasta. We said we did, he said he would be back with the Parmesan, but he never came back - it seemed he got tied up with a question on wine and got tied up. Another server came out with our leek soup but didn’t bring us a spoon. Had to wait another few minutes for the spoon as other tables had asks for him as he went to the back. Also had quite a wait for our bill. Overall, I think they may need one more person to help out to avoid any service interruptions. Food though,...