pizza & prosecco

the tradeoff of not being within a bike ride's distance of kesté and forcella is that i have the space to throw little backyard friday night pizza parties! and during a month when everything should be done outside, grilling pizza makes pizza night all the more sexy.

the menu:
{pineapple + jalapeño + mozzarella + black pepper + tomato}
{squash + ricotta + caramelized onion + arugula}
{mozzarella + tomato + fresh basil + garlic}


...all smokey, slightly burnt, and just perfect to share with friendsies.
oh and we can't forget dessert: frozen greek yogurt, mixed berries, and a slice of cookie cake.


-yeh!

fratelli la bufala

{upper west side}

nevermind the fact that my visit to fratelli la bufala last night included the worst service in the history of... ever* {it opened last week, so i have faith. i want to have faith.} the better fact is that my four dates and i did not starve, and then some. perhaps it was because our pizza arrived at the height of my hungry attack, perhaps this pizza really was some of the best, doughiest, chewiest, tastiest, flavorfullest i've ever had. i guess i'll find out when i go back for a second and third and fourth time, which i fully plan on doing. especially given their industrially rustic vibe which i am weirdly in to. 

-yeh!

*i'll leave this kvetch fest to the yelpers

these days

it is warm enough for outside pizza nights.

a new dinner table, which was christened with yummies from kashkaval, 

makes me smile so hard that i think my face will fall off.

i have been enjoying ramps, salmon rillettes, and serial music with this human.

grom is the best medication for my poor sore throat.

...an almond cookie candle, edith piaf, and the occasional bit of poetry plopped in my inbox 
make the world go round.

-yeh! 

friday

happy friday, everybody!

i've been so spoiled with lou malnati's for my last two pizza nights.

tonight, i return to the new york pizza night. {with rob {!!!} as a pregame to george's graduation recital {!!!}}. perhaps we will dine at francesco's, where they know me by name, or at two boots, where rumor has it they're giving away free big lebowski slices. 

{we'll discuss chicago pizza vs. new york pizza some other time.}

-yeh!