The beer, Sam Adams on draft, was icy cold. The flat screen was screaming heavy metal bands. And if they held a beauty contest for pizza pies, the four pies brought out to us (plain, meat, sausage and pepperoni) would have won on looks alone.
Looks can be deceiving. The sauce was sweet. Think cloyingly sweet. So sweet you couldn't taste cheese, and could barely taste the meat toppings.
Unlike Brothers, whose crust was stiff, this pie was so laden with sauce, it was floppy, flaccid, you know where I'm going.
Blogging live from the Munchmobile van, we're at the Union toll plaza on the GSP, where incidentally, traffic is moving well. In the van with me, besides Peter Genovese, is Hoboken411, Go Out Jersey, Redbankgreen, Off The Broiler and Jersey Blogs. Next stop, Elmwood Park. Can you guess where?
This is freaky, I know that Off The Broiler guy from another site.
In cyberworld everything is like 2 degrees of separation.