There are those who assess each new pizza experience, savoring the flavor, testing the texture with their tongues, assessing the quality of the crust.
And then there's me. I love pizza. Cheese, with the works, you name it. Thick crust, thin, less or more spicy . . . it all means one thing: I didn't have to cook. So, awesome.
It was a very strange moment for me when I bit into an Angelo's Pizza and was sto struck by the flavor, texture and crust that it actually interrupted my I-totally-didn't-have-to-cook-this nirvana.
Try it. It's more pricey than some other local places, so we don't get it every time, but now when we order from less expensive places, my not-cooking ecstasy is muted by the knowledge that there is something better Out There.