It’s the new year! Traditionally a time for everyone to start afresh, and embrace the prospects of new beginnings, killing all those lingering bad habits and giving themselves so called new years resolutions. While I’m not a big believer in the latter (especially since I have very little interest in not enjoying life… I actually thrive on eating and drinking excessively!), Z and I (having spent pretty much the WHOLE New Year period eating out of each others pockets) did one night find ourselves straying from our regular ritual at the onset of our Pizza Craving!
The thing is, does one really want to risk being disappointed by a new option, when in our opinion there is the best pizza shop right at within arms reach?! Well, tonight we decided to throw caution to the balmy wind and try Queen Margaret Pizzeria a new offering on Queens Parade in Clifton Hill, which after reading a few reviews since it’s opening seemed like a good time to try something “new” …
So we arrive to a rather nice, new, but cosy pizzeria. The novelty of being in a new pizza environment though quickly wears off, and when it takes a while for any of the 4 staff to acknowledge us standing awkwardly at the front corridor, my patience starts to wain. When we are finally seated, the waitress does a good job of keeping us well wined and hydrated. As always, we order a pizza each.
And choose a salad (I don’t care too much for greens, but entertain the idea when getting my carb on!!)
We decided to try the Yeh…. Whatever! – Gypsy ham, mushrooms, black olives, tomato and mozarella. Thankfully, it was a little better than it’s attempt at a witty name would suggest. The mushrooms were very slightly caramalised and the olives gave it a nice saltiness.
The other pizza was the Times 4! Presumably an artery’s worst night mare, this was as the title suggests, 4 times cheese; gorgonzola, mozzarella, assiago, parmesan, cherry tomato and basil. I had very high hopes for this one, mostly due to the guilt factor of ordering something that you know is way too excessive and would result in your whole plate of food being the same colour…(ah! YEH! A balanced and meal/dish/plate of food situation should NEVER be all the same colour -thank you for that life tip Ms Canny!!) bar the sporadic dob of red of the cherry tomato.
With great expectation often comes great disappointment. The flavour was good… for about 2 minutes, until the cheeses cooled down! And then it became a tough slab of gunk on dough… not even double helpings of chilli oil could salvage this situation!!
Thankfully between the Yeh… Whatever! and the Caprese salad we managed to keep ourselves entertained. The Mozzarella and tomatoes were lightly drizzled with balsamic and olive oil. Pretty simple, but delicious.
So as we smiled awkwardly and they cleared our uneaten rock solid shield of cheesey pizza and empty plates we convinced ourselves we needed dessert… One each! So out came the Apple Galette and of course the Nutella Calzone. (Z is a Nutella fiend! The amount of times I’ve dropped in to find her Nutella tub in hand with a spoon and a shamed look on her face…)
Dessert was probably the best part of the meal. Neither the Galette nor the Calzone had that over chewy denseness of the pizza dough. The Apple was juicey but not soggy and the texture and tartness of the apple balanced out the rum/raisin combo of the ice-cream. The calzone, was… as they always are and should be, FILLED to the brim with Nutella, that is slightly warm and so oozes out a little when you cut into it, and the crumble was a nice touch with the pear as well.
As we stumbled out at the end of the evening carrying our bellies – something I seem to be doing a lot since getting back from the States (it seems i’ve become somewhat of a Pizza Addict!) I couldn’t help but keep thinking to myself, if it ain’t broke it doesn’t need fixing! So this will be the last time I convince myself to ‘try somewhere new’… especially when I can go to DOC, which would take 15 steps instead of 15 minutes, and is the only reliable trauma free pizza craving fix!