Restaurant Review: Numero due

Hey y’all. Time for another restaurant review. Choice of location this time? L’pizzacchiere. 4.5/5 on TripAdvisor. Is this score accurate? I guess you’ll have to read the rest of this blog post to find out.

The day is Saturday, November 2. ‘Twas a cold-ass rainy day, and we (4 of us Marist freshmen) decided to get pizza because you know, pizza. How did we decide on L’pizzacchiere? To be quite honest, I don’t even know, I had only woken up 30 minutes before our outing and sought it best to just go along with it. Reservations ahead of time are needed, hence why I am very grateful to have a responsible (unlike me) roommate who called and reserved a table for 4. Dress code for L’pizzacchiere was casual, thank god, and at 6:40, I walked out of my apartment building, and proceeded to stroll all the way to the restaurant, geared up in my warmest hoodie and my “eating” pants because, you know, pizza. The stroll turned into a moderate sprint due to the “rain” storm that started the exact second we walked out the door of our apartment building. Just our luck. Rain is in quotations due to the severity of the storm; it surpassed the typical notion of a rainstorm by a longshot. But it’s fine, Seattle has prepared me for these exact moments so, it didn’t phase me.

It was quite the walk to the actual location. The restaurant is located on Via S. Miniato. You cross the river, walk straight and the restaurant is on the right. The walk for some reason was very long and post-dinner, I speculated as to why that was, and these are the conclusions I came to. Most likely the rain had something to do with it. When walking in the cold rain, I think it’s just a “fact” that time moves slower. Also, perhaps it was the man in the spiderman costume that followed us for quite some time, unphased by the rainstorm. Time moves slower when you anticipate your demise. Don’t worry mom and dad, I’m just being a tad dramatic, gotta keep the readers engaged somehow. But in all honesty, I was a bit freaked out. Imagine walking on a street, not very populated with other people, and spot spiderman, walking in the rain, completely unphased by it. You can’t tell where he is looking with that mask on. Spiderman, if you are reading this, Halloween has passed already so please just take the costume off before you give other people a heart attack! Anyways, we walk some more, our new friend Spiderman still lurking behind us, and finally, we spot the restaurant. It was time to claim our reserved table.

Photo of Restaurant ft. Chloe, the Responsible roommate

The restaurant itself is very small. It is very narrow and stretches all the way back. This wasn’t unpleasant, but hence why reservations need to be made due to the limited seating provided. It was very homey, music was played but was very quiet, and the aroma of the pizza oven was to die for. Tables were equipped with cups, wooden cutlery, and napkins. So far seems good, and the smell was definitely getting our stomachs rumbling.

The restaurant is called L’pizzacchiere, so if you haven’t caught on yet, it serves pizza dishes. They do serve desserts (e.g the chocolate cake, which we didn’t order but perhaps next time) and calzone which if you want to be technical about it, isn’t pizza. But everything else was a variety of pizza’s, ranging from vegetarian to award-winning, from extravagant to simplistic. We perused through the many, MANY options on the menu. I was slightly overwhelmed by the number of choices on the menu. Below is a photo of a page of the menu.

Sorry for the glare. Menus are laminated, that is a plus, but bad for the sake of taking photos.

The whole menu was these times 4. 4 pages of infinite options; A nightmare for anyone who has trouble making simple decisions aka me. But it all turned out fine in the end. Each of us selected our pizza’s and waited. The ones we ordered were:

  • Tartufata: With tomato, mozzarella cheese, buffalo mozzarella cheese, and black and white truffle
  • Golosa: With tomato, mozzarella, tuna, sweet onion, and sweet gorgonzola cheese
  • Mrs. Potato: With buffalo mozzarella cheese, red potatoes, dry ricotta cheese, Parmigiano, rosemary, and balsamic vinegar cream
  • Fresca Estate: With bell peppers, mushrooms, zucchini, buffalo mozzarella cheese, cherry tomatoes, oregano, and basil

We each ordered the smaller size of each pizza which ranged from 10-12 euros. You can get a larger size for 19 or 23 euros. The larger size is family-style, so everyone at the table can share, but for the sake of the review, we ordered a variety. Each of us had a slice of each pizza.

Beautiful, but meh…

On a scale of best to worst, this is how I rank the pizza’s; Tartufata, Fresca Estate, Mrs. Potato, and Golosa. To be quite honest, all of them were just… meh. They weren’t bad. But they weren’t good good. The reason why I rank Tartufata as the best is because it tasted like something. It has the savory, nutty flavor of truffles and the twang of the tomato sauce. It was a good combination. Meanwhile, especially “Fresca Estate”, other pizza’s had not much taste. “Fresca Estate” made me feel skinny. Too many vegetables, not much savory goodness you get from a pizza. “Mrs. Potato” tasted like, you guessed it potatoes. Don’t know how I feel about that. I’m all for carbs, but this was a bit much. It didn’t taste bad, it just wasn’t satisfying. When I think of a good pizza, I think of a nice crisp dough (slightly soft), a thick enough layer, where the sauce and cheese meld together, and 1) don’t drip off the pizza, and 2) don’t soak through the dough. But, alas, when eating “Fresca Estate”, the toppings fell off and in “Tartufata” the toppings not only dripped off the pizza but also soaked through the dough, turning the once-crisp slice into mush. :((. “Golosa” was my least favorite just because I don’t enjoy canned tuna very much. The flavor is too fishy for me, and to this date, the only food item that had tuna in it that I actually enjoyed eating was the tuna melt that my roommate made for me not too long ago. But other than that, tuna is not my thing. The combination of sauce, cheese, tuna, and red onions was just too overpowering and all of these taste sensations lingered in my mouth. Not in a good way, in an “I need to rinse out my mouth” way. But hey, you win some you lose some ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. While these pizzas were not anything special, I and my friends proceeded to finish every last slice. Us college freshmen were not going to let the money go to waste. We left somewhat satisfied and extremely full. No room was left for any dessert of gelato of any kind.

Forgive me if my review sounds lackluster and boring, but in all honesty, there was nothing special about this place. I was expecting a lot more considering it is a 4.5/5 on TripAdvisor. The staff was nice, don’t get me wrong, but just meh. No lasting impressions. The pizza, as you read earlier was alright but also, meh. Maybe we ordered the ones that don’t represent how good the restaurant really is, or perhaps the kitchen was having an off day, which I get that, we are all human at the end of the day.

All in all, these are the ratings;

Food: 2/4; Food looked beautiful, but lacked in taste. Good crust, but soaked up sauce and toppings were messy, would fall off. Not a bad experience but definitely not enjoyable to eat

Overall: Also a 2/4; the atmosphere was alright, space was a bit cramped, but was homey. Staff were friendly but didn’t leave lasting impressions.

I don’t want to be too harsh because at the end of the day what do I know. If you do visit Florence, I would try this place, but maybe get recommendations from the staff or research the menu more and try the basics rather than some of these extravagant pizza’s. It was not a spectacular experience, but pizza is pizza so…

Anyways, that concludes my mediocre review on mediocre pizza restaurant “L’pizzacchiere”. Tune in next time! Ciaooooo.

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