“Pizza (noun) (Italian: [ˈpiʦ:a]) An oven-baked, flat, disc-shaped bread; typically topped with a tomato sauce, cheese and various toppings.”
This is by no means a review of any pizza or pizza establishment. This is merely “part one” of our way of showing the world that pizza is more than just a food to John and I. It’s something much bigger. It has always been there for us in our time of need. When we’re drunk, stumbling around Frankford Avenue. When we’re out on a date and don’t feel like spending a wad of cash. When cooking isn’t an option because we’re having some ridiculous kill streaks in our video games. When work fucking sucks and nothing is going our way, pizza will ALWAYS be there for us 2 idiots.
We’re very serious about making sure the general public knows who makes the most delicious slices, and hopefully in turn, you’ll pass that knowledge off to others. It’s a never ending cycle of pizza gratification. Having it immortalized over our hearts until the day we cease to exist is the very least we can do to thank pizza for everything it’s done for us. Expect Plichter’s rendition of this handsome slice of joy to arrive sometime at the beginning of 2012. I’d like to thank Karly Cleary over at the inkwell for her killer interpretation of the perfect pepperoni slice. Enjoy.
851 Street Road, Southhampton PA