Showing posts with label pizza. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pizza. Show all posts

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Happy Father's Day!


In honor of Father's Day, I decided to brave the grill for some pizza. Growing up, my father was cool enough to know that I can handle more than a cheese pizza. Pizza was the ultimate comfort food. My brother would often inject excitement to our lives by having an asthma attack, causing him to end up in the hospital on multiple occasions. My bratty self would be so jealous that he gets to skip school and I don't. Yes, I had great perspective back then. Ha! To appease my misery, and sometimes trick me into leaving the hospital so my brother can finally have his peace and quiet, my father would take me to Shakey's Pizza. I believe this place is still alive and well in the West Coast. My father's favorite pizza was called Manager's Special:my memory thinks it had onions, ground beef, green peppers, and I think ham. Take that cheese pizza!... Although, I would pick out the onions and the peppers, but I enjoyed the flavors that permeated the bite. I always thought that my father's bad-assery transcended beyond the walls of our home that they named a pizza after him. Yes, he is that bad ass. Another non-lame pizza my father introduced me to was this pizza called Mare: it had fish balls on it! No! It's not what you're thinking of sicko! It's fish meat processed into dumpling like balls. Again, in your face cheese pizza!
In honor of my father shielding me from a childhood of eating lame cheese pizza ( sorry cheese only pizza lovers), I decided to empty out my fridge and grilled up some barbeque, chicken, gruyere, feta, avocado, arugula, orange cranberry, flatbread pizza.
Phew! That was a mouthful, and indeed my mouth was filled with deliciousness. 

Thank you Papa  for exposing my palate early to the finer flavors of life ( and giving me the option to skip out on trying that goat wiener delicacy...maybe I'll try it now?) 

Happy Father's Day to all the fathers and father figures!


                                   
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Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Ohio! Put-in-Bay: Cowabunga Dude @ Frostys Bar



For your hypin' pleasure: Vanilla Ice's Go Ninja Go


From the moment we docked in Put-in-Bay, The Great Dane (TGD) pointed to this unassuming, neighborhood looking bar, and mentioned that they have pretty awesome pizza. Frostys Bar.

Courtesy of Frostys
Ha ha! Funny TGD. I was willing to bet that it's frozen pizza he was trying to trick me in to eating. With our week long vacay coming to an end, it was time to try this pizza! With an excited grin, TGD brings this box over to our table. I on the other hand, glared at it with overpowering skepticism.  

Open sesame! Still sort of unimpressed...but really hungry, and ok, I was salivating at the sight of all that cheese!

Little did I know that the cheese to crust ratio is 5:1 ( I made up this math)!!! Yes my fellow Noshers, this was not a thick crust pizza. It's just simply cheese overload, but in the best way possible. I'm always on the hunt for ooey,gooey,cheesy pizza. Most pizza's I've encountered that claimed to be cheesy, disappoints by only having one layer of cheese that has partially hardened by the time it hits my chompers. Frostys pizza puts all those pizzas to shame! Frostys pizza is not for the folks that are looking for frou frou specialty pizza. It's your good old American, hangover cure, and most likely Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles approved pizza. Go pizza, go pizza, go!
Just look at the cheese stretch! Most of the time, you only see this in perfectly produced pizza commercials or food shows. I think I heard the 3 tenors sing Hallelujah as I wrestled this piece of pizza into my plate. I never thought I would ever get to witness the "cheese stretch" in real life.

As perfect as this pizza is, there is one bone I have to pick with it...WHY ARE YOU 5 HOURS AWAY?! Do you ship? Delivery? Ahhhhh! I guess I'll have to settle with having to arm myself with a thermal bag and drive out to Grand Stand Pizza in Franklin Park, or get my delivery from Peqouds Pizza.

Comment below if you have a pizza place that you think would cure my Frostys blues.