Roberta's is a classic tale of Love At First Slice.
After a Halloween party, my friends and I decided we needed a nightcap in the form of a carbohydrate, so to the pizza window at Urban Cowboy we went.
Waiting for your pie is part of the fun at Roberta's, as you can watch the pizza boys do their pizza puppetry - Tossing the dough, throwing the zah into the wood-fired oven, etc. The entertainment serves as the perfect appetizer.
In costume, we chowed down on our respective pies in a state of euphoria. Since that hallowed day, we've been back several times and consistently receive stellar, prompt, and friendly service of divine bites. The pizza itself is lightly charred, perfectly chewy, salty and altogether moreish. Yeah, I said more-ish. I'm telling you, Roberta's is so good, it demands that I borrow from British slang. If you've never experienced pizza so divine it requires that you expand your vocabulary across the pond and back again, you must not have tried Roberta's. And that is a bloody shame.
I would be remiss not to mention both the Caesar Salad (bonkers good) and the Pepperoni Rolls, which I suspect contain some sort of illegal substance, such is their addictive quality.
I love my grandma, but I would love her more if she WAS Roberta. Is that okay to say? I don't know. read more