I just love sinking my teeth into a great piece of pizza. Unfortunately, Atlanta is not known for great pizza. Great continental dining, yes, pizza, no. BUT, last night Mr. YnB and I checked out a new pizza joint (for us, that is....the restaurant has actually been there 2 years). The establishment is nothing to write home about, which is normally the case, but the pizza was absolutely out of this world. I actually found myself comparing it to pizza I had when I lived in Chicago.
Now, talk about good pizza......Chicago knows how to serve it up. One thing that always impressed me when having pizza in Chicago is how all the establishments served you the first slice. Such a small gesture, but one that I found extremely hospitable and gracious. And it made that first bite seem extra delicious. It is the only city I have ever been to that serves their pizzas in this fashion. I wonder why this is? It only takes a couple of seconds for the server to scoop up the first slice for everyone at the table. Since they are the only person standing, it seems to make the most sense for this delicate operation. Otherwise, what happens....they leave the table with the plates stacked on top of each other and the person closest to the plates has to start dishing it out for everyone. If you're sitting in a booth, it can be awkward with someone sitting right next to you. Or, everyone starts pulling out their own pieces. Then the hot cheese gets strung out here and there and it falls all over the table. What a mess it can be. There is an art to serving pizza and Chicago knows it!
I know this is a rambling post, but as my header points out, this blog is allowed an occasional one. Anyhoo....last night's pizza was fabulous and it is sure to become the only pizza joint we will be frequenting for awhile. Maybe, next time, I should drop a hint about serving the first slice?
Do you have a favorite pizza joint?
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