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| - Best pizza I've had in a long time. Maybe ever.
M&B is a bit tricky to find the first time (enter from Ontario Street) but well worth the effort. They serve up a high-quality casual Italian experience with old classics as well as some creative flair -original, but not out in left field.
My companion and I shared the Caprese salad to start. In enjoyed the light, bright dressing and loved the touch of coarse salt that gave an occasional crunch-and-punch without getting in the way the rest of the time. Some pepper for the tomatoes would have been dandy, although I'm sure some purists would argue that next to the mozzarella, they're better without. I'm a firm believer that tomatoes should be seasoned once cut, and I'll be sure to ask for the mill next time.
The pizzas are must-try's; although flesh was sparse on the menu I found myself spoiled for choice once I resigned myself to the reality that a real pizza isn't supposed to look like a killing field. As it happened, I had the Tirolesse (speck, brie and arugula) and was happy to see enough dry-cured ham to put the greens in their place when my dish arrived. My date had the Margherita, but swapped smoked provolone for mozzarella - a nice choice.
The pizzas were served uncut but without pretense (unlike a certain Terronto joint known for its unyielding adherence to traditional presentations), with a trio of hot sauces that made great dips for the crust. The crust was delicious on its own, and I found myself dipping sparingly. As for the toppings, my trio made a great combination although (carnivore that I am) I found myself pulling the speck off and moving it down on its own on more than one occasion. Not to worry - Brie and Arugula enjoyed time together all the same (they make such a cute couple).
I also found a new wine to enjoy - the Toscana Chianti was absolutely fantastic and I'll be sure to make it a part of my home stash just as soon as I can hit the LCBO.
Just two gripes, and minor ones at that. While we were competently accommodated, I felt a few times like we were getting a big-box-style upsell. And some sharper knives would be nice if you're not going to cut my pizza for me. Neither issue was nearly enough of a bother to cut into an otherwise spot-on meal.
I now find myself looking for a reason to head east again - I'll be back to try the pasta post haste.
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