Dino's Pizza … the greatest thing to come into my life since … well … anything. Seriously, what's better than pizza? More importantly what's better than Dino's Pizza? For our second GRUB-fest with Dino, what was the common denominator you ask? … Mouth-watering, tastebud-titillating, soul-satisfying Pizza.
Both times we ordered our pies for carry out. No, it wasn't because we didn't like the physical location (it's actually got this pretty sweet pizza parlor feel) but because both GRUBBING sessions took place at our buddy Stefan's speakeasy known as the Orchard Street Brewing Company (Okay, it's actually just his house where he's got some serious home-brews on tap … and who are we to leave a house of free, award winning OSBC beer?).
Looking over Dino's menu is a test of strength and resolve. Take a peak and do your best not to order everything. From the "Cordova" with spinach, fresh italian sausage, tomatoes and Maytag blue cheese to the "Pizza Pastrami" with pastrami, pickles, and deli mustard on a thin, sauceless crust … they've got all kinds of crazy concoctions, Italian staples, and everything in between. We took our time, weighed our options, and went for two different pies. The first … the "Seven Layer Pizza" with pepper jack, red onions, olives, tomatoes, jalapeños and cilantro. The second … the "Lasagna Pizza" with local italian sausage, meatballs, tomatoes, parmesan cheese and giant "the-greatest-thing-in-the-world" globs of ricotta cheese.
Take a look at the pictures below, and do your best not to lick the screen. Each pizza had that perfectly crisp crust and the aforementioned medley of toppings that were not just unique … but marvelous. I don't even like ricotta cheese all that much, but the combination with the Italian meats and the crunchy crust, made the experience simply life changing. No joke, my mouth is watering like crazy as I write up this post. It's the ultimate Pavlovian response, and the true litmus test of GRUB. And the "Seven Layer Pizza" … I just know that the next seven layer dip somebody brings to a potluck is going to severely disappoint.
Any way you slice it (pun … intended), Dino's is one of a kind deliciousness. Screw Chuck E. Cheese's … my boy's eating nothing but Dino's. Because who needs a ball pit or a singing mouse, when you've got GRUB.
Both times we ordered our pies for carry out. No, it wasn't because we didn't like the physical location (it's actually got this pretty sweet pizza parlor feel) but because both GRUBBING sessions took place at our buddy Stefan's speakeasy known as the Orchard Street Brewing Company (Okay, it's actually just his house where he's got some serious home-brews on tap … and who are we to leave a house of free, award winning OSBC beer?).
Looking over Dino's menu is a test of strength and resolve. Take a peak and do your best not to order everything. From the "Cordova" with spinach, fresh italian sausage, tomatoes and Maytag blue cheese to the "Pizza Pastrami" with pastrami, pickles, and deli mustard on a thin, sauceless crust … they've got all kinds of crazy concoctions, Italian staples, and everything in between. We took our time, weighed our options, and went for two different pies. The first … the "Seven Layer Pizza" with pepper jack, red onions, olives, tomatoes, jalapeños and cilantro. The second … the "Lasagna Pizza" with local italian sausage, meatballs, tomatoes, parmesan cheese and giant "the-greatest-thing-in-the-world" globs of ricotta cheese.
Take a look at the pictures below, and do your best not to lick the screen. Each pizza had that perfectly crisp crust and the aforementioned medley of toppings that were not just unique … but marvelous. I don't even like ricotta cheese all that much, but the combination with the Italian meats and the crunchy crust, made the experience simply life changing. No joke, my mouth is watering like crazy as I write up this post. It's the ultimate Pavlovian response, and the true litmus test of GRUB. And the "Seven Layer Pizza" … I just know that the next seven layer dip somebody brings to a potluck is going to severely disappoint.
Any way you slice it (pun … intended), Dino's is one of a kind deliciousness. Screw Chuck E. Cheese's … my boy's eating nothing but Dino's. Because who needs a ball pit or a singing mouse, when you've got GRUB.
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