Anyone who has ever lived in the Northeast U.S. knows that you just can't find good Chinese food, bagels, soft pretzels, cheesesteaks, or pizza south of New Jersey.
It just can't be done.
So when Scott and I decided to try the little Italian restaurant next to the crappy transmission place, we expected to pay too much and be disappointed.
We each had a bowl of soup (wedding soup for me, pasta fagiole for him), I had a cheese calzone, and Scott had a stromboli. The food was made fresh -- like I watched the guy in the kitchen scoop out ricotta and dump it into my calzone. The soups were delish (and did I mention $3 each?). And, although I didn't really like the marinara to dip (not chunky enough), it was by far the best pizzeria-style food I've eaten in the past 6 years at least. Our bill came to $23, which sounds like a lot for lunch, but we ate a LOT. Seriously, my calzone was $5, and I saved half of it for dinner tonight.
Their pizzas seem to be on the pricey side ($10 for a 14" cheese -- $16 for a 14" white), but you can bet your buns we'll be trying one at some point down the road. C'mon - a real white pizza with ricotta, mozzarella, and provolone? **drool**
I hope this place does a good business and sticks around for a while. I'm giving the New York Pizza Club JJJJj out of JJJJJ for the best el-cheapo italian I've had in Florida.