I like a little brown toastiness on my crust, whatever the rating on the rustic meter. My partner felt the one successful feature of this pie was the “authentic peasant” crust. The overall effect of both salad and pizza was just bland. The roasted garlic cloves were not as sweet (read fresh) as they should have been, and cast a bitter pall over the ensemble, when they should have happily shook hands with the absent roasted onions. The fresh chevre was very unevenly dotted over a thin layer of mozzarella-mind you, there is no sauce on this white pie, and each slice had the equivalent of a quarter sliced mushroom-again, heavy on the cheaper portos (really criminis) and light on the anticipated oyster and shiitake. It should have been called the “BELL PEPPER pie,” as unfortunately, this cheaper vegetable dominated to the point of suffocating the other flavors save the thyme, which cloyed, having no one to talk to but itself. This time we went for the wild mushroom pie, which boasted “oven-roasted shiitake, portobello and oyster mushrooms, chevre, roasted peppers, roasted garlic, roasted onions, and fresh thyme.” A large costs $22.50, almost the same as one loaded with meat, but we thought hey-why not splurge on better produce? I had to hastily whip up a peanut and rice vinegar concoction to coax any taste out of it!Īs pescatarians or ‘vegequarians’ who eat veggies and fish only, our choices were between the “Verdura” pizzas, with a base of garlic, olive oil and mozzarella (Precious brand), and “Frutti de mare,” which consists of three different pies topped with shrimp. The chop was consistent in texture, but lacking in dressing and skimpy on peanuts. We do, and ordered a small side for $4.25 that easily feeds two. The voice on the other end of the phone was pleasant and helpful, and recommended the Chinese Chop salad-if we like cabbage. Impressed, we grabbed a takeout menu for just such a night as this. We’d strolled past on that sizzling Earth Day, to see a clean and well polished storefront with overheated Earth Day fairgoers cozied up to the windows, sipping cold bottled beer and nibbling on colorful pies and salads. Right around the corner for us top o’ the hill folks, we thought Banker’s Hill Pizzicato to go would be just the ticket for a quiet night in.
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