The Sonny Boy had the same base as the Margherita, but with hot salami and kalamatas, both fantastic as well.īut the real standout was the Biancoverde. The basil leaves seemed like they could've been picked moments before they hit the pie. The mozzerella tasted fresh and had a wonderful texture.
GIORDANO EASYTIME FULL
Lightly spiced so that the full flavor of the delicious tomatoes they use could really shine.
The red sauce on the Margherita was incredible. It was crisp and firm on the bottom, though there was still that nice elastic pull that a good bread has, but it was so light. I have never in my life tasted a pizza dough this delicate. Ma Harvester and I looked from pie to pie, shocked, unable to speak for a few moments after our first bites. It's a rare thing in this awful world to experience a moment of perfection, and it can be a little unsettling. If you can't tell from the pictures, these pies were fucking perfect. That's when my mom was like, "isn't that the pizza place you were talking about?"įrom left to right that's your classic Margherita, a Sonny Boy (a red sauce pie with hot salami and kalamata olives), and the signature Biancoverde (a white pie with fresh ricotta, fresh moz, arugula, and olive oil). I ended up driving so far afield looking for a spot big enough that I wouldn't be scared someone might scratch our rental car that when I finally pulled into one we were across the parking lot from where the Walgreens was. We paused our lunch convo to stop into a strip mall that had a Walgreens to get my damn toothbrush. It could've been either of us having either side of it.
"I don't care, really I have no preference." I had intentionally forgotten my toothbrush because I knew that might be the only way to get me to finally buy a new one, so we're driving around having that New York Jew conversation about "I'm hungry are you hungry?" So I fly in, meet my mom at the airport, whatever whatever. I texted my mom this article and was like, "I think this is the place." Figure out the best slice in Scottsdale.” So I asked twitter, and twitter told me, almost uniformly, that there’s this place called Pizzeria Bianco that’s in some strip mall in Phoenix and they make the best Neapolitan pies in America. We planned a short trip, only 48 hours really, but we’d hang out with her the evening we arrived, the entire next day, and the morning before we flew out.īefore we left I got a text from my mom-“Bernice wants to eat pizza. I was talking to my mom about it the last time I was in New York and we decided to go.
I recorded an audiobook for her, and I called her on the phone plenty, but I just never prioritized getting out to Phoenix. I had visited her all the time in Miami but by the time she moved to Arizona it sort of dropped off. In 2012 Sam died and shortly thereafter Bernice moved to Scottsdale, AZ to be near one of her kids. Anyway, time passed, they went on a lot of cruises, hung out by the side of a pool in Miami, had a very nice life together.
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