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| - This is the newest outpost of Queen Margherita Pizza. When I found out that this bad boy had opened and that no one had reviewed it on Yelp! yet (opening up my window to be the first to a venue) I knew I had to go immediately. I kid, I kid. I went because Queen Margherita Pizza has it all figured out; doing great Italian food without all those pastas that literally no one enjoys.
As we walked into meet our group a tab bit late (Mike's 1st rule of group dinners: Never show up first, be rude.) we were greeted by thunderous music and two friendly hostesses that I can only describe as "Spicy Meat-a-balls".I was a bit worried a bit at this point in that I find loud music can leave a last memory on a good meal. Luckily as we walked down to our table, which was on the lower level, the music became far more muted. So crisis averted on that one guys!
We sat down and immediately got to work...ignoring the menu and discussing the days hot gossip. Once we were done talking shit about friends and loved ones we began to look at the menu. The menu, though on the smaller side, is deceptive. There's a lot of different ways to play it. In the end I split 2 appetizers and a wheel with my lady while the other 4 split 3 pies and 3 apps while going the Prix Fixe which also comes with desserts (as you all know, I've never really had a sweet tooth).
After just the right amount of time 4 of the 5 apps came. Two Fritto Misto, a Romaine Salad with Speck, and the special for the night Beet Pure with Feta. I can only vouch for what I had but the Fritto Misto was great, light battered with just the right hit of lemon and a simple, garlicky, marinara sauce. The beat salad was also great though I found the feta to be the real highlight. Now, here was the one glaring issue of the evening. As I said we had ordered 5 appetizers but only 1 had come (GUH!), after asking our waitress not once, not twice, but thrice the boccaccini finally came. It's arrival wasn't really helped by the fact that this dish was 10+ dollars and consisted of 8 tiny boccaccini balls, and this is for boccaccini standards.
Onto the good stuff, i have no idea what everyone else had but we got THE DOMINATOR!!! (Can't remember if it was spelt in all caps with so many exclamations but it had to have been, right?). Well baby let me tell you this pizza was dominated...by me! The fennel sausage was fatty, and moist and crispy from the wood fire oven. The rapini was all rapini-i-eeeeee and the smoked mozzarella was nothing to shake a stick at. And the crust! My god the crust! For a thin crust pizza this thing has a crust that was so robust!
Dessert I don't really remember which I guess is all you really need to know about that.
The only other real issue that we had was how quickly the bill added up. Though I didn't see the physical bill itself I feel like this was attributed to alcohol costs specifically the bottles of wine that were suggest by our waitress. So just a word to the wise, be sure to ask pricing on that.
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