After a few nights of upscale meals that were good , but not great, we wanted something simple. So, on a whim we found Pizzeria Weekend. The staff seemed enamored by the gentleman so allowed us a last minute reservation at a prime table outside. Oh la la!

We opted to share a sausage pizza and a carafe of thin, house red, not great yet somehow a perfect pizza vino.

Intelligently, we also opted for the house pizza, which wasn’t really a pizza at all… it was essentially the world’s greatest sandwich- chewy pizza dough stuffed with ham and melt cheese. Omg! Hair blown back!

It was so delightful that we ordered another to bring home with us! It made a four hour drive and currently resides in our freezer labeled as “dick pizza” because…well… look at it. This gourmet delight, our meal, and wine all for 35 EUR. Oh la la, indeed!

As we are about to move house, look forward to the day in the near future that dick pizza gets resurrected.