in the past couple weeks on a Sunday or Monday. What’s up with that? We missed out.
Lately we’ve eaten: Boot & Shoe vegan. Why? Emilia’s is too popular to pump out enough for everyone who wants it – one man show – and my buddy E isn’t into Nicks. But I am.
Hey everyone! It’s been far too long since my last review. I know you’ve been snarfing good stuff though so I don’t feel bad. Have been busy not eating enough pizza. Been wanting to try South Bay Indian pizza shops and finally got my chance this week.
A friend graciously picked me up and we headed over to Bombay Pizza House in Union City after work. Clean and cozy shop, Russell Peters‘ doppelganger as proprietor and the toppings are awesome. Feels like another one-man shop I’ve been to, Emilia’s. Chicken masala, chicken tikka, etc. Spicy but not too spicy! Pizza is made fresh on the spot so no to-go slices here, unless I missed em. Best enjoyed with good company. Large is 14″ for $15. Check out the menu… veggie/chicken masala pizza rocked!
Comfy booth seats too, and plenty of other Southeast Asian shopping in the plaza. Cheers!
Yelp reviews: 4.5*
Astute IKEA shopper trick.
Smart(er) IKEA patrons know that the best thing to do after pulling-a-number in the Service Department is not to sit down on one’s haunches– though IKEA belatedly renewed the place with actual Virgin America style black leather couches instead of the original Soviet slat wood benches of insufficient depth for our insoucient, $1 vanilla yogurt-filled, car seat shaped and Pepsi-plump American assage– but rather to immediately U-turn it and waddle over to the Customer Pacification Center, or food shack. Food first, sit later.
So there I was, getting a slice of $1.75 IKEA PIZZA PAX. Depending on one’s income level that’s a so-so deal or damn near KOMPLEMENTARY.
Go back to Service Dept. Sit on couch. Happily eat pizza while you wait, forlornly watching red LED numbers count up to your ticket number. Ignore minor envy of hungry customers. The hot, wet tomato and cheese combo is welcome relief after the long bike ride across town. Just Look at it. Yum! I know…corporate, probably at the same level as that industrial bagel pizza you devoured maniacally way back in elementary school. But somehow just as dementedly good!
Better than Pizza Hut? No. Better than serious hipster gourmet? No. Better than 2012 vintage Domino’s? Likely, yes!
Funny how your speakers will pronounce “pizza” in Swedish. A sultry voice comes over you. Now try in Norwegian!
We didn’t know either. A few choice morsel shots below:
It’s the fancy kind – we are in Berkeley after all. The cafe is Jimmy Bean’s on Gilman. JBC calls their 9″ pizzas “Pizzettas.”
Toppings were sunnyside eggs over easy, corn, goaty cheeze, unusual greens. If only they’d added kewpie mayo and shrimp it would have been Japanese style.
Keeping in mind JB isn’t a pizza joint we were somewhat impressed by the product. Tasted decent. If you like thin crust (dryer on the handle end) and interesting, healthful toppings, go to this place.
Ahead of our yawnxpose about corporate pizza…
Check out the pan-sized street poll commissioned on Yelp to decipher where the Bay’s #1 pizza party is at this year…
So far, people are listing a slew of spots in the city and easy bay, with a few surprise faves in the 680, Vallejo(!) and down the peninsula.
Go look at who people are rootin’ for, vote for your favorites, or leave a note here!
A party every voter can appreciate. Pizza party featuring Herman Cain, former CEO of Godfather’s Pizza, at Seventh Hill Pizza in Washington, D.C. with GQ journalists, October 2011 – just as “Occupie” was getting hot.
by Ken Ott
You’ve heard the panhandler joke: “what’s the best country in the world?” Dough nation! We’re happily taking “doughnations” of hope and spare change to test out new models of pizza with, for the review reading enlightenment of all. But first, let me share what I see conspiring to bring about Pizzza Bubble.
Example billboard, though this company is profitable.
The bay area is enjoying the final stages of a second high-tech bubble. The proof is in all the money wasted on billboards feebly tempting solid programmers away from existing startups of dubious social value to join new startups of dubious social value, or TV commercials advertising slap-n-tickle apps made by such startups. We’re riding the Sock Monkey-WebVan-PetFoodOvernight.com apex of the tech soup land sine wave. Two seconds before slowly ratcheting over the roller-coaster’s first and highest peak.
I also smell a growing, extra-large pizza bubble. If you hadn’t noticed either bubble, I could be reading too much into all the empty pizza boxes I see, but I’m pretty sure I’m not mistaken. Where I may be mistaken is calling it a bubble instead of a ghetto. Having pizza ghettos is a fine thing, although a pizza bubble wouldn’t be terrible to have for the time being. Incidentally, Pizza Bubble is being blown by the same forces conjuring up a million app startups: vulture capital chasing “infinite growth” returns (creating nerds flush with cash eating out) and macroeconomic malaise forcing creative entrepreneurship, as well as general trends of folks moving back to cities, away from chain-y ‘burbs. More on the social element later.
Pizza Bubble encounter of the Poori kind.