no, no, leo, I have to stay and finish my pizza
the place: regina pizza, 11 thacher st, north end
the date: thursday, 03.19.09
the plan: pizza, obvs
a quick dinner with the girls in the north end was a great end to an unexpectedly stressful day. I ended up taking a nap right before and having to cab it over from allston, but as I got out of the cab and walked down the narrow little street, the sun was pushing out from behind clouds and everything was glowing yellow which provided the perfect lighting for an idyllic little boston moment. so clearly, the day was destined to get better.
drinks, of course: nothing fancy, I went in on a pitcher of sam white ale. it complemented the pizza in that perfect way that only beer can.
the main event: we did two pizzas for the table, the restrictions being no meat, no mushrooms, no olives, and red sauce. this lead to the fiore di latte (mozzarella, tomato, and basil with a traditional sauce) and the pomodoro broccoli (broccoli and cherry tomatoes, garlic sauce and red sauce). the booth was really cramped with the five of us and with two pizzas and all the glasses and pitchers on the table, it was kind of hard to eat, so we had to just eat the pizza that came on top first and then the second. so we started with the fiore and moved on to the broccoli. I sort of feel that my pizza experience would have been better if we could have reversed that order, but that’s my only complaint. the fiore was incredibly flavorful and was as close to melting in my mouth as pizza can be. the pomodoro was completely covered in broccoli and tasted fresh and a little salty. there wasn’t a bite left on the table when we finally finished the last of our beers and were waved out by the typically charming waitress.
never a bad time at regina’s. and, I got to hear a story about meeting leonardo dicaprio there, so clearly it has quite the clientele.
