“But
there’s no sauce!” Minor cultural glitch there. You find out one thing about a country and culture, and miss something equally important (or more!).
They
were literally using a paintbrush to stain the crust pink. I explained.
The manager insisted I return for a freebie in a few days, while they
mastered pizza-making. It turned out
quite acceptable - good-not-great category.
Already
covered the fabulous pizza I experienced at Mike’s Stone-Baked Pizza in Tallahassee. Alas, I have just learned he has sold the pizzeria,
although he continues working there at present.
One can only hope the new owners continue Mike’s extraordinary quality. Let me know when you stop by!
In
fairness, I now announce the absolute worst
pizza I’ve ever had in any country in my entire life. Fat Cat Pie Company – in NYC and the Metro
area, including Norwalk, CT. I’m not the
biggest fan of an ultra-thin crust pizza – prefer a little substance, a little chew, to a thin
crust. But a crust as crisp as a bland
unsalted cracker – and thinner! – and so tough in the center you cannot chew it
but must rip it is simply totally
unacceptable. So is a cheese pizza with
nearly invisible, definitely untastable, cheese. Where’s the sauce? Their paintbrush must be missing half its
bristles. Singapore’s first pink-pizza
had more sauce and more flavor.
You’d
better believe I Yelped this one. Yelp
forces you to click on stars when you write a review, but this pizza did not
even deserve the one star I had to click.
Even if you are a fan of cracker-crust pizza I would avoid this one – no
substance, no flavor, no merit whatsoever.
May
your road rise to meet you!
Ann
