|I tried to get them to do something scandalous for the picture but they refused, Margarita Pizza.|
I have a love affair with pizza. I think if I managed to cut two simple foods from my diet, pizza and chicken wings, I could lose twenty pounds. I have to be very frank with you in that I find pizza dreadfully difficult to review. Pizza is like sex, even when it is bad it is still pretty good and you can brag about it to your friends.
Moreover, I find that people disagree with my pizza tastes. (This may also be an analogy for my taste in women, you decide.) My favorite pies in town come from Mineo's in Squirrel Hill and Police Station Pizza in Ambridge. I've found a commonality among the pizzas I hold most dear, they tend to use provolone or a blend of cheeses. A cheese blend adds a nice saltiness that I find lacking when there is no meat on the pie.
Bella Notte pizza was good. Crisp crust with toppings that do not fall off, good topping portions and a nice sauce. My only complaint is that I found the cheese a bit bland. I think a nice cheese blend can go a long way in terms of making the perfect pizza. (Side note, I found out two weeks ago that my old homestead pizza establishment in State College, Canyon Pizza, actually uses some cheddar cheese in their cheese blend, how wonderful - I would have never guessed!)
I do not think Bella Notte is the best pizza in the city as many contend, but the pizza is extremely delicious and the happy hour was even better. Bella Notte offers two dollar domestic bottles and three dollar you-call-it shots! That is some of the best happy houring in Pittsburgh, I'll be eating their pizza again for this reason alone.
As for the perfect pizza, I find the idea as elusive as the concept of perfect sex. I guess I just haven't met the right pizzeria yet.