I don't know how to start this one....it's a vegetable centered restaurant focusing on fresh and local that makes pizza...no, wait. That's not totally right. It's a pizza place that creates magical pies from local vegies and goods...no, it's still not enough.
How about this: It's the first pizza restaurant where I have eaten that I leave feeling not too full and my tummy is as happy as my palate?
I can't rave enough about this place.
Usually, when people take something stock and standard and try to add "health" you get things like the "Sawdust Bakery" of my youth, or scary, slimey tofu burgers (with deference to an ex-roommate from college who shall remain nameless).
My credo has been (and will continue to be), if it is not broken, do not attempt to repair away the calories, sugar or flavor with "healthy alternatives." I've had lo-cal desserts, imitation milk/sugar/fattening additives in things, Tofurkey (I shudder) and a mass variety of goods over the years and dutifully gone ahead and ingested them in the name of gastronomic trailblazing, all the while considering, quietly, that I actually just took one for the team.
I'm a hag. I loathe fake. If you want a potato chip, go get the real thing and eat it. Shall we discuss the brief encounter our culture had with fake fat in potato chips? And the fact that Depends sales shot up? Nevermind....
I eat well. I have lost 75 pounds as of the summer of 2015, and I know what I'm doing. I also like yogurt and all-bran for dessert at home. I know-I'm weird. But if I really want the real deal, I go out and get a little slice of cheesecake or some fresh fruit and toss it in cream. I don't eat 16 ounces of the stuff, either, I just have a good portion, call it done, and go back to being mindful for weeks on end.
But this place just blew me out of the water. All my preconceived notions of health and happiness ran together under one roof and I have nothing to grumble about (except that they're closed on Mondays. There, I'll obsess on that....)
With as hard as they work they deserve a day off. For the Rocket Man, they take arugula and mozzarella, add a cooked egg, put it on a beautiful crust of *whole wheat* (yes, I didn't stutter) --or some kind of whole grain--and it's beautiful. Add to that, no tomato sauce which, for me, is a relief (can't eat 'em) and I'm happy as a clam. The end result is the joy of eating arugula (aka "rocket") with its many flavors depending on temperature, and the crunchy, bready goodness of pizza like I haven't had since I was in Florence. Or New York. You pick.
The other fave is the Heavy Nettle with stinging nettles, straciatella cheese--a lovely invention from Apulia--and two flavors my Middle Eastern friend recognized: Harissa and Zatar. An amazing mouthful complemented by a lamb sausage that makes me want to curl up in a little ball and purr.
A nice touch? We tried the Yo Vinny! one night. I braved tomatoes for a day...I didn't say I won't, just that I can't. Or shouldn't. Anyway, I suffered for your enjoyment. My Middle Eastern friend (we go there a lot) saw the pork sausage and almost removed all meat when they suggested switching it up with the Heavy Nettle: try the lamb sausage on this! It's really good!
The beers they have vary by the week/month and they always have four to choose from. And a great selection of wines, AND some fabulous salads.
I obviously can't rave enough about the place, so I'll just stop right here, but the food is fab, the service efficient and warm and the whole place has the ambience of that comfy, funky place we all frequented in college. Now with much better food. read more