While chugging up Rt. 145 and 15 minutes to go, we Yelped to find some takeaway eats in this dark and seemingly culinarily barren stretch of road. Â Actually you come across a lot of food nothingness up here quite a bit, so it's important to me that I chronicle every place in this area that I can. Â I'm sure I'll turn a some good ones...and this joint is one of those.
While pricey, most special pies teetering at the $17-$20 range, we decided to give it a go. Â First pie we ordered, though, we were told that the ingredients to make it weren't in the house. Â Damn...cuz it sounded good. Â So we decided on the Grandma Pizza instead. Â After we were informed that it takes 35 minutes to cook, we took a seat her the door.
In 25 minutes, we were out the door, shuffling off to our place in the mountains, with basil, mozzarella, and dough just waiting to be scoffed up. Â That's just what we did with this rectangle of tastiness. Â Tons of basil, a homemade tasting sauce, and a good quality cheese makes a great pizza, but it's the crust which separates the pies from the breads. Â This crust was very similar to a Chicago deep dish, without being a pan pizza or Sicilian...but with a buttery, crispness that we didn't expect to find way up here.
Passing through the area and hungry? Â Don't pass by this place if pizza is your thing!