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| - Pizza is a way of life for me. I take it as serious as somebody would take an IRS audit or having a child. Pizza holds the hope of a nation inside of it's golden flaky crust. We are the children.
Whatever. This is Las Vegas, home to thousands of transplants from the mid-west. Anytime somebody talks about pizza, everybody has some random story about the hole in the wall from their town that makes the best pizza ever. Every place out here is a chain or a gut bomb grease fest. What does it take to get a decent pie out west?
I'm not sure Settebello qualifies. This pizza is sort of a subsidiary of the normal pie quest I reference above. Yes, it is pizza. Sure, it is delicious, but it's not what you're thinking of when you're sitting around with a few buddies watching a football game and somebody says "Hey, let's get a pie".
Settebello is a traditional pizza in every sense of the phrase. They have several topping choices which will remind you of your typical topping choices, but taste 10x better. On this occasion I ordered the Margherita pizza with the wood fired sausage. It was amazingly good, but again, not a normal pie. The sauce is basically crushed tomatoes, but the best tasting crushed tomatoes you could imagine. They throw a little basil and mozzarella on there and you're good to go.
If you don't arrive here expecting a pie in the American sense of the word, you'll be just fine. Just make sure you ask them to cut the pizza for you, because they won't if you don't ask them.
Minus one star because the olive oil / vinegar bottles they leave on the table leak EVERY SINGLE TIME, which prompts you to have it on your cell phone, or shades, or all over your hands, etc. It's annoying.
Yo Settebello, get some new oil / vinegar bottles, na'mean?
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