Arugula and Parmesan Pizza -- Graziella's, Brooklyn, NYGraziella's
As previously mentioned, Di Fara lost their privileges regarding having us rate their allegedly 5 star pizza with a poorly timed "oven malfunction." Because by the time we arrived back at their subway station from Brighton Beach, the door to the place was STILL not open, and there was a line stretching halfway down the block.
|Watching the Di Fara Metal Grates from the Safety of a Shaded Subway Platform|
|Your Wait Time Is....|
Yeah, probably not. Remember, we are a crabby people.
|And Plus, This is Our Life Philosophy|
|OpenTable Reservations = Our Own Personal Version of a FastPass|
Which is just the way we like it.
|Empty Chairs and Empty Tables|
|Although If They Don't Trust Children to Not Fall Off the Roof, We're Not Sure They Should Trust Our Clumsy Selves|
|Said Table Also Features a Gigantic Pole in the Middle Which Prevents Us from Looking at Each Other|
|Blame the Victim|
|Two Large Pours, Please, and Make It Snappy|
|Good Thing We Didn't Go for the Larges....|
|Excuse Our Over-Consumption, Graziella's -- All We've Had to Eat Today is Stale Cake|
"Sorry, I'm just taking notes," she finally explains.
"You say that as if that is a normal excuse in the real world," Ginger points out. "You're like Harriet the Spy."
|If Harriet Did Nothing But Eat and Drink All Day|
"We should've ordered the arugula and parmesan pizza, hold the arugula," Ginger agrees.
|Yes, Hi, Could Someone Come Serve Us? We Don't Know How to Slice This Thing|
|It's Scary That Ginger Is Actually the MORE Patient of the Two of Us|
"Meh," Ginger responds with a shrug. Before tasting her own, Vodka dumps some salt onto her slice ("You should live in Houston. My mom says they salt Chinese food there." "I salt Chinese food.").
|Let's Quadruple Our Daily Recommended Dose of Sodium, Shall We?|
|We're Going to Start a New Television Program Called 'Things We Ate That Were Fine'|
|A True Wine and Cheese Mash-Up|
|After All, They DID Give Us Carbs and Wine -- What More Should We Want?|
|Is It Because We Made Them Walk Up and Down a Staircase?!|
|Clearly, the Creepy Doll Who Hangs Out by the Cash Register Is Behind This|
A mood that has resulted in our inability to do math.
|How Ginger's Bill Looked for a Solid Ten Minutes|
|This Is Why We Majored in Food and Not Mathematics|
Or, as our friends at the church next door would say, "Glory, hallelujah!"Graziella's Arugula and Parmesan Pizza: 3 stars