Yes, I now am ready to pronounce Sicilian Thing THE best, breaking its tie with Bongiorno's Miramar (though Cute Husband insists that I say: "except when Mike Bongiorno is there and the pizza is straight out of the oven"). We still love Bongiorno's Miramar, but it has become clear that Sicilian Thing is just super-consistent even when Paul is gone. Today I got:
--Nino Espinosa: spinach, stewed tomatoes, cheese
--Barack-oli Ricotta: duh, broccoli ricotta
Lots of fancy places in town try "artisan pizza" that's expensive (I'm talking about you, Blue Ribbon). Hands town, ST has the tastiest *and best value* pizza in town. It's working-class instead of all gussied-up, but it's inexpensive AND outrageously yummy. If you like NY pizza and haven't gone yet, what is the matter with you?! You can take your toddler too, of course....
The Nino Espinosa was out of this world: the flavors, and the crust. And I didn't even get anything Sicilian today....
Paul knows how to make a pie and how to get his staff to do it right too!
By popular request, Super-Toddler got to go to Viva Pops after (he's been a good boy lately). He got strawberry. Mom got creamy passionfruit (sorry, Dr. T. - I'm not talented enough to make these). Even Dad got into the action, though he has always declared he doesn't like popsicles and always resisted before. He ordered grapefruit. He decided: still doesn't like the texture of popsicles, but the flavor of the grapefruit was delicious, like fresh farmers' market grapefruit.
Stayed tuned for a post on our return to Searsucker, hopefully sometime this weekend!
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