Thursday, February 25, 2010

Pizza, Pizza, Pizza

I am so pissed that I want this pizza so bad, that my mouth is salivating and I am ready to make another trip to Como, Italy just to satisfy my needs. How about that sport fans, I am really not giving any crap today.  In fact, it's almost not like me. Like being constipated ???? But here is reality........ Taverna Messicana Pizzeria rules. The following is a little bio I found on line. "There is an extensive list of pizzas and no English menu although you can at least figure out the traditional ones. Probably the best way to choose a pizza is to look at what people are having around you. The pizzas are huge – probably ten inch ovals served on a wooden platter but so thin that everyone gets their own pizza. The crowd varies from students to the well-heeled older ladies with the expensive jewellery sitting beside us. We tried the porcini with artichoke hearts and ham which arrived at the table hot and crispy from the oven with a thin layer of tomato sauce, cheese and sprinkled with porcini, artichoke hearts and ham. Diners can choose to eat the pizza with fingers or forks and knives, depending on how hungry you are and how quickly you want the tasty pizza to reach your mouth. This pizza was revelatory – it was the best pizza we had seen (or tasted) this trip, and it was perfect. The super-thin, perfectly burnt crust, with the thin mix of toppings – these were people who understood pizza. And judging by the building lineup outside the restaurant while we ate, it was obvious that we weren’t the only ones who felt this way.".
      I have had my share of Pizza's there throughout my career and only wish I can beam myself there at this moment.   So here you have a no crap , CRaP for the day..........But don't be alarmed.......there will be a Huge CRaP tomorrow.



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