No secret that I long for New York pizza, which I miss so much here in Mexico. (Not long now!)
But last night, I went with friends to the best pizza to be found in my corner of Mexico – the place was a little dive with 4 tables, and then moved to a spiffy new location. It is one of the happiest looking restaurants I’ve been in.
The ceilings, both indoors and out are decorated with beautiful umbrellas hanging upside down, giving the place a carnival feeling. Many Mexican woman in town eschew hats for a simple and serviceable umbrella to shield them from the sun. I don’t, but all I have is an ugly dark green Knirps folding umbrella, good for sticking in your pocket, if necessary.
I just had to have one of these, and convinced Perry to sell me one, which he took down from the ceiling indoors. I don’t think his name is really Perry, but then, neither is mine. I selected the pretty pink and gray one on the lower right.
The pizza was OK, too – a good example of the Mexican style. Not very cheesy, but pretty good crust. I went for the Mexican – chorizo, onions and jalapeño.