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| - From what I heard and read about Pizzeria Bianco, I was expecting Pizza Of The Gods - not kind of okay pizza.
My boyfriend and I had spent the day in downtown Phoenix, and decided to give Bianco a try. We got there a little after 4, and were 12 and 13th in like respectively (it was a weekday.) We were in the first group seated, which was a relief after the August heat.
Although I was braced for serious rudeness, the service was polite, and one of the waiters was willing to take a moment to explain the menu, which I appreciated.
We ordered the Margherita and the Rosa. The Margherita wasn't bad. I mean, it was cheese pizza with some basil leaves. Edible, certainly, but by no means a revelation. The Rosa, on the other hand, was awash in olive oil. It was massively greasy, almost to the point of being inedible.
I don't know if it was the people in the building, or the building itself, but the acoustics were terrible - my boyfriend and I could barely hear each other.
In all honesty, I've had much more pleasant dining experiences at Buca De Bepo and Oreganos. So much for the best pizza on the west coast.
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