Good morning and happy Sunday everyone!
I never thought it would happen to me.
I’m in need of kitchen-Viagra over here.
I simply wore my ass out the day this “menu” happened and lost the desire to return back to the kitchen.
It can happen.
I have a theory too.
For these last several months I’ve remained a Monday through Friday vegetarian. In order to stay on that track I’ve needed to cook my weekly vegetarian soup on Sundays. One of the soups – the Southwest style vegan soup it turns out – is a bit more time consuming to make. That’s because of the extra fire-roasting and dicing etc. I don’t run into this issue when making the other soups. However! It’s way too fucking tasty to give up so I’ll have to adapt.
I really do have another valid excuse for phoning this one in: This weekend is the weekend for the Former Missus Right’s memorial service and I will be in attendance in San Diego. In fact I will be driving down to San Diego Friday around noon and won’t be returning until Sunday morning. Probably around the time you are reading this I’ll be hauling ass home up the 5 to the 405 freeways before traffic becomes a screaming fucking nightmare.
See that line up there about driving down on Friday around noon? That’s the last possible reasonable time you can actually drive from LA to SD without losing what’s left of your damn mind. That drive is a fucking disaster on Saturdays. You DO NOT want to even try.
Since I do quite a bit of my writing and final edits on Fridays and won’t be able to do that, well, here we are.
Sometimes you just have to order a damn pizza.
There she is! That’s my go-to order for a pizza. The “PSM” or pepperoni, sausage and mushrooms.
This is most definitely NOT shame pizza.
I’ve got a baseline order anytime I go to a new restaurant. If it’s a Mexican restaurant I order their carnitas. This is something any quality Mexican restaurant NEEDS to get right. They lose me if they can’t. For Thai food I try the yellow curry and the Pad See Ew. Baseline stuff.
For a pizza place it’s that beauty. If you can’t make a “PSM” properly then you ain’t doing pizza the right goddamn way. Just that simple.
Now where did I acquire this sexy motherfucker you may be wondering?
From right here.
Pronounced “Boo-ono’s” this place is a San Pedro institution.
San Pedro – 6th St.
When I first brought the family up here early in 1992 it was important to me to start searching for the family pizza joint. I like to identify a family pizza joint, a family Mexican restaurant, a carneceria – if you’re in the Southwest – and a walkable liquor/convenience store. If you’ve ever moved to a new town you know how this works.
We discovered the pizza place pretty early in the search and it is still, to this day, the best in town.
Shit man, any of our SoCal DFO folks feel like taking the Pepsi-fucking-challenge with pizza joints I nominate this one right here.
Just look at the side of the box, man!
They speak TRUTH! I fucking love this place.
They also make a specialty pizza, check this out: “PizzAndrea –
Mozzarella with marinated chicken breast strips sauteed with garlic, onions, mushrooms and white wine. Topped with olives and feta cheese.”
Oh yeah. It’s in the rotation.
There’s a reason why they’re still around since 1965!
Since I took the easy way out for Sunday Gravy today I figured I could give all of you a simple task. Place a link down there in the comments to your go-to local pizza joint. Also give us a description of your favorite order from them. If you can get a photo of the pie that’s super fucking cool too.
I’ll be back next week with real recipes and shit. Don’t be stressin’.
Now if you’ll excuse me I’ve got to pack.
Be well and stay safe everyone.
Have a good Sunday and I’ll see you next time.
PEACE!
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