week 21: roberta's
it's true what they say about
brooklyn.
the men have wicked beards,
everyone rides bikes,
and the best places are easy to miss.
some don't even have a sign...
{pretentious? or awesome? pretawesome, methinks}
anyways,
i do this thing where if someone offers me a gig
in a part of new york that i've yet to explore,
even if it's the triangle part to bruckner 7 with the youth community volunteer orchestra of bedford-stuyvesant incorporated,
i'ma take it.
just so i can discover places like
in bushwick.
and when bushwick residences and friends
mika & frankie
lead me to this place, and almost walked right by,
i wasn't so sure...
until, upon entering,
i saw this beautiful thing!
the oven
not the dude bending over.
{you wouldn't believe how much sass i got for taking this picture though...}
also beautiful were the pizzas coming out of the oven.
so much so that when given the choice to wait an hour and a half
or to freeze our bums off in the garden seating,
the choice was obvious...
and utterly worth it.
vegan frank got the
rosso
tomato, oregano & garlic
mika
margherita
that rolls off the tongue, don't it?
and i, with my newly formed love of pineapple pizza,
devoured the
dakine
tomato, mozzarella, ricotta, cotto, jalapenos & pineapple
{whoever thought of that combination is genius, by the way...
sweet, spicy, and cheese? yes, please}
with dough slightly crispier
than kesté's,
and local fresh toppings,
this may just be another reason to venture out to brooklyn again...
and p.s. is anybody else obsessed with this neapolitan pizza obsession?
31 more restaurants, people!
xoxo
yeh
roberta's is located at 261 moore st in brooklayyn
mon-fri 12pm-12am
sat-sun 11am-12am
billz & coins only