Rocky’s Brick Oven Pizza had a lot to live up to. This was the first American pizza I ordered following my much-anticipated trip to the Mecca of pizzadom- Italy*. For nearly two weeks I gorged myself on some of the finest, tastiest, most authentic pizzas this little green and blue planet of ours has to offer**, and suddenly I found myself back in the mundane world of the everyday pizza…
That being said, Rocky’s Brick Oven Pizza delivered. Its thin, cracker-like crust and fresh chunky ingredients could just as well have been served at a sidewalk ristorante in Napoli.
I saw several ristorantes in Italy whose tables were weirdly across the street, so even the box is authentic!
I recommend the ham, pineapple and ricotta pizza. The small pizza is perfectly sized for one person with a healthy appetite and a determination to eat all things that are delicious.
Pineapple, ham and ricotta! All fresh off the vine***!!!
So hats off to ye, Rocky. You were a tasty transition back into the world of American pizzas and I’m not ashamed to admit I ate you all in one sitting. Haiku!
sweetening the salty crust…
Thin, barely holds it.
*Italy post coming soon!!!
**Pizzas on other planets don’t work so well. Tried one on Mars but the toppings kept floating away.
This week I let Cody pick out the #pizzalist pizza of the week and he followed his pizza-shaped heart* right to Don Giovanni’s.
The most notable part of this pizza experience was when I called Don Giovanni to find out why he sent us a plain cheese pizza instead of the margharita pizza we ordered. Turns out that was the Don’s idea of a margharita pizza and I was the jerk. So, sorry Gio. She was cheesey, delicious, and went really well reheated and topped with pulled pork from Southern Hospitality**.
Cheese on a pizza is like clouds in the sky. What do YOU see?***
Hit my triangle-shaped spot
But I can’t win games
Where’s the basil, dude?
This is just a cheese pizza.
Whatevs. Still pizza.
Pulled pork pizza. Not for the faint of stomach.
*Instead of ventricles, pizzablood is pumped through its stuffed crusts.
I’m in the mood for love, simply because pizza is near me! More specifically, the carne Italiano pizza from The Linc. We already know I’m a sucker for a white pie and this one had delicious meats too. Double trouble! In fact, I learned what “speck” was thanks to this pizza. The prosciutto was a bit salty, the speck was a bit hearty, the crust was thinner than Kate Moss after a coke bender, and the mild mozzarella held all the flavors together. All-in-all it was a growth experience and I feel bettered as a person for having had it. My tum felt pretty great about it too.
In sum, if you are given the chance, eat this pizza. Chomp til you cain’t chomp no mo’.
Where is that other waiter coming from/going to? Is he lost? He looks lost.
Prosciutto, speck, cheese
Sweet sauce, dude. No, literally, the sauce was rather sweet.
Have you ever had a pizza that made you believe in love again? Have you ever had a pizza that was so delicious you thought that maybe anything was possible?? Have you ever had a pizza that changed your entire WORLDVEIW???? I HAVE. And that pizza came from Artichoke Basille’s Pizza & Bar (917-563-3176 | 328 E 14th St New York,NY).
Full disclosure: This is not the first time I have had an artichoke pizza from the seventh #pizzalist pizza- Artichoke Pizza. I knew it was going to be great, classy and different. This ain’t yo momma’s pizza. We’re talking artichoke hearts, spinach, cream sauce, mozzarella and pecorino romano (my favorite romano*). This is was why I chose to enjoy it during my classy Oscar’s Party/Show wherein Faith, Jjoey and I drank champagne and took ourselves on a luxurious pizza holiday.
Pop the champage, it’s pizza eatin’ time!
So how did everything turn out, you ask? Well the show was fantastic! We played Oscar Acceptance Speech Mad Libs, Faith got frustrated at being forced to spell French people’s names, we played Foreign Film Balderdash, and we had about a million and three laughs**. You can catch up on the insanity here- http://www.ustream.tv/recorded/20730686
OH WAIT YOU MEANT HOW WAS THE PIZZA!
I’m such a silly girl.
What the box lacks in style, it makes up for in making it look like the pizza guy is wearing a dress.
Let me tell you, I like my artichoke pizza like I like my men: rich, cheesy and doughy in all the right places***. It was all this and more. Other than a little too much burnination***** on the crust, it was cooked to perfection.
We wanted you so badly, pizza, I couldn’t even get a picture of you whole.
And now, the haiku…
Creamy goodness in my mouth
Oh, that’s what she said.
I wanted you so badly, slice, I couldn’t even wait to take a picture of you whole.
Here’s the take-home message: If you want a great NYC pizza that’s a little different than your traditional pie, get some Artichoke Pizza.
You can thank me for this excellent advice this Sunday at 9 PM ET during my show (http://bit.ly/AngelaLive) where I will be trying out Patzeria Family and Friends and having an epic Scattergories rematch with friend of the show and fellow pizza-blogger, Mr. Cody Lee of http://saucesauced.blogspot.com/ Come and play some word games with us and help me send Cody back to Texas shamed TIMES TWO. Tell your friends!
SEE YOU SUNDAY, PIZZA FRIENDS!
Look! There’s some worldview coming out of my mouth!
*You heard me, Ray. You. Heard. Me.
**I tried to cap it off at a million, but it’s like when you go to the gas pump and try to get right on the dollar but then AW MAN you went a couple cents over. Oh well, what can you do?
***But as the old saying goes, one out of three ain’t bad… as long as that one is “rich”.****
****Alternatively, “cheesy” could mean ya got a lot of “cheddar” and “doughy” could be referring to your wallet. This post is really revealing my gold-digging tendencies… THIS PIZZA HABIT IS EXPENSIVE.
*****That’s a technical pizza term. I don’t expect you to know all the jargon.
I don’t know about you but I’m in the mood for love, simply because pizza is near me. Which pizza this time, you ask? A trusty ol personal pepperoni from Famous Famiglia that I ordered through GrubHub!
They made a box out of tomatoes! Unfortunately the tomatoes taste like cardboard.
But before I start talking pizzatalk I want to thank everyone who watched last Sunday’s Valentine’s Day themed show. I had some massive technical difficulties logging in but you guys were troopers and once we got going made some excellent truth or dare memories. My dad sang Whitney Houston, Cody (http://saucesauced.blogspot.com/) crashed into a mirror doing an handstand, Bimini admitted she is a bed-wetter, and I drank my weight in tequila. Now THAT is good television.
“Scubadiving” is Australian for “I pee pee in my pants pants”. Talk about a WET suit. I could keep going, but I have self-control. Unlike Bimini’s bladder. OUCH.*
Now, I’m a big fan of the Famiglia chain. Not the best in the world, but consistent, delicious and satisfying. Always enough cheese, not too much sauce, crispy reheatable crust. You got yourself a solid pizza right there. The crust on the personal pizza was about 5% less delicious than any other normal-sized slice I have had from them before, but still, an excellent showing.
I just wanna put it in my mouth and go rarrerrrrarmmmmmrmrrrmmm. OH wait, I did.
And now, a haiku:
It may be cheesy to say
but you complete me.
This is my “I ate all the pizza already???” face.
That’s all the #pizzalist goodness for today. Join me this Sunday at 9 pm ET at http://bit.ly/AngelaLive when I will have a special guest and we will be battling against each other and all of you in an interactive drinking version of Scattergories. So grab a drink, stretch your word muscles, enjoy a slice and I’ll see you then!
*I <3 you, Bimini. There are a lot worse things than incontinence.**
**Like admitting your incontinence to the entire Internet.