NYC, Pizza and Complaints

My sister sent me a link to this blog, Eat Drink One Woman. Informative with a healthy dose of atttitude, it reads a bit like a Gen-X version of one of my favorite curmudgeons, Jeffrey Steingarten. She totally rocks, and her blog is now on my “favorite reads” list. When I get tired of reading about babies and pooping on Dooce, I think I’ll tune in to EDOW and partake of fresh vegetables and gourmet cheeses instead.

Continuing along the New York Theme, Sis is coming up to visit this weekend. She promises to bring a NYC-style pizza from Fellini’s in Providence. Our last NYC-style pizza attempt here in Nashua was a dismal affair. Espresso’s used to have a decent pie when I first moved here, but lately it’s been kind of “eh”. Is it a lack of oven temperature? Every pie I’ve had there lately has seemed sodden and slightly undercooked. The tomato sauce we also found to be slightly too sweet.

Sis also dug up this intriguing notion…NYC pizza vacuum-sealed and shipped to your door. I am skeptical.

Of course, I’m on this “change of food lifestyle” kick, which means I won’t be able to stuff my face with ‘za this weekend. But I’ll be damned if I don’t get a taste.