One of my buddies is Luigi of Pizzeria Luigi. As such, I get random
phone calls from him. This happened as I was running errands on
Saturday night.
I just got done picking up my dry cleaning at Uptown Cleaners and
hitting up the Trader Joe's in that shopping center in Hillcrest.
While perusing the cheese selection at TJ, I thought to myself, "Self,
I ought to just go to Venissimo." I had a great idea!
So I started driving towards Mission Hills. My phone starts vibrating
and lighting up and beeping. It's Luigi!
L - What up dude?
M - Nothin'...just picking up some cheese at Venissimo.
L - I am at the North Park store, and I am almost off. We should have
that beer.
M - I got groceries, frozen stuff even. It better just be one beer, though.
L - OK. I will be here.
I go in to Venissimo (724 W Washington), talk to the girls that are
working, getting advice on good cheese. See Gina, the Cheese Goddess
herself! Talk to her about cheese plate ideas, catch up, etc.
So I leave there with Teleggio from Lombardy, Italy; Drunken Goat from
Asturias, Spain; Formager d'Affinois - a double cream from France; and
Purple Haze from Cypress Grove, CA.
A fine selection, I must say! Plenty good for the cheese platter that
I will server later (
http://tinyurl.com/ygh77sw).
So I drive towards Pizzeria Luigi - North Park (2121 El Cajon Blvd),
and luck out that there is a spot right in front...does it matter that
it is in a red zone? It Saturday after 6:30 pm...who give a F**K,
right?
I see Luigi behind the counter, slinging pies in the back. And I know
I am in for a seriously delicious slice or two right now. The pizza
is bomb ass when that man is in the kitchen.
Other people, possibly sensing this, start flocking to the pizzeria.
There are two dozen people in the place, sitting outside, watching
soccer, drinking beer and letting out whimpers of satisfaction in
between bites.
I am f**king excited to eat this pizza. I was supposed to eat at
home! But you know what...this is special.
I peer in the kitchen and say, "What up, Mate?" Luigi smiles as he is
coordinating orders with the kitchen staff. The kitchen is humming
and pies are going in boxes, and going into the case. There is pizza
everywhere, and smiling faces at every table.
Saturday night! YES! This is gonna be good, indeed.
"So Luigi, I went to Venissimo for some cheese. I got an Italian
one.", tossing him the neatly wrapped wedge. "It's for you, so you
don't miss home too much."
"Taleggio! Good choice.", he says. "You want me to make you a pizza with it?"
I nodded, as I picked my jaw up off the floor.
So he gets into a whirlwind, as he starts picking ingredients for this
custom pie. He picks up some onions, and some mushrooms, slices of
pepperoni. He gets a ball of dough and starts kneeding it. Tossing
it up in the air, the dough joyously defies gravity. He makes a
doughy round canvas in which to paint our pizza.
The red tomato sauce is evenly, and generously spread to the outer
reaches of the canvas crust. He spreads out the chosen ingredients.
He places that pie, with no cheese, right into the oven.
I must of given off a perplexed look, because he eases my concern by
stating "If we put the cheese on too early, it will melt and burn.
Taleggio melts differently, so we gotta make it different."
After what seems like a few mintues, the pizza comes out of the oven,
par-baked. He brings it back to his work surface where he applies
strips of the sliced Teleggio. Back in the oven it goes, for what
would be apparently the melting phase.
I anxiously get a Cherry Coke and a couple of napkins and place myself
by the TV to catch the end of the MLS Eastern Conference Championship
match and this surprise pizza.
Moments later, Luigi comes over with the pie, gloriously baked, and
delicious smelling.
My eyes grew big, my pulse raced, my mouth salivates thinking about
what was in front of me. Yummy.
I took one bite, looked at Luigi, and thought, "Thanks for making my
day buddy!". I wanted to vocalize it, but my mouth was full of this
incredible pizza. And I think by the look of pure bliss in my eyes,
he knew that he did great and he made me a very happy dude.
That was the way I started my Saturday night...