Anyone here who has not tried bbq chicken pizza has no idea what they are missing. Now unless you are a vegetarian, go out and find yourself the nearest place that makes a bbq chicken pizza, and order yourself one.
Or, if finding a place in your area is not an option, I suggest you make yourself one. Start by putting sweet bbq sauce on a thin pizza crust instead of marinara, add mozzerella cheeze and chunks of bbq'd chicken breast, and some onions if you so desire. (I do.) It is, quite simply, THE BOMB.
I don't want to see any snearing or fearful whining about how it sounds weird. It is good shit and you must partake of it at least once before you leave this earth. That's an order. Yianni's, by me, makes a mean one. Because, as it says on their menu, "[they] cook with love."
Some fried mozerella sticks w/ marinara on the side don't hurt a bit either.
Posted by Maria at April 19, 2004 08:14 PMI'll give it a try... but remember Maria I'm taking your word for it. It sounds like a traffic jam on top :)
However (simply to rub salt to the wound) I'll be ordering my very own pizza in Tuscany rather soon. You just can't get a lousy one in Italy.
You order a pizza at any pizzeria or trattoria and unless you specify something different you get what the Americans call a "Margarita Pizza" (mozzarella, basil, oregano, olive oil and black pepper) with plum tomatoes and LIGHT on the cheese. The only thing I ask for is "con funghi porcini" (with porcini mushrooms).
Add a nice tall glass of Birra Moretti and watch the world go by... ah heaven!
You haven't HAD a thin crust pizza until "siete andati in Italia"
Posted by: Richard at April 19, 2004 09:07 PMMan Richard, I've come as close as I'm going to come to real Italian pizza without going to Italy. I am a serious pizza lover. Thank god I live in NY. But comparing being at the San Janeiro Feast in Little Italy and actually being in Italy seems like comparing a hot dog stand to the Four Seasons. You need to send me a postcard so I can stare at it and cry that I am not there.
Posted by: Maria at April 19, 2004 09:27 PMSTOP talking about awesome Italian food..I made meatloaf for dinner and am so tempted to run out to Louies' for a slice of pizza now..haha..
Posted by: sandy at April 19, 2004 10:23 PMDo it Sandy.
(Hey! I know you didn't come here for me to be a good influence! :oP)
Posted by: Maria at April 19, 2004 10:50 PMHell NO..if I wanted a good influence I'd call my momma...wait no..that would be a "suicidial influence"..haha..I need a drink.
Posted by: sandy at April 19, 2004 11:22 PMGood plan Sandy, I'm on my THIRD!
Postcard it is Maria... Mamma mia la dolce vita..
Night ladies and sleep well.
Posted by: Richard at April 20, 2004 12:40 AMWell, I didn't ever get that drink, slept like a rock and now surveying the new mess left upstairs. I think I'm gonna go buy me a "maids" uniform and wear that every fucking day. So for those old enough to remember this show..don't call me Sandy anymore, my new name is "HAZEL". hahaha.
Posted by: sandy at April 20, 2004 10:41 AMOh nooo! Sandy! Hahaa. There must be something in the atmosphere. You are not the first woman I've heard this week having a meltdown over domestic affairs.
Posted by: Maria at April 20, 2004 11:48 AMWell Sandy.
That means you get an EXTRA drink tonight. (It's cumulative you know).
I'm sure with the move and all you've got plenty of irons in the fire. Bound to be a hectic time.
"One day at a time sweet Buddha" :-)
Posted by: Richard at April 20, 2004 02:06 PM