Scrap the happy hour and get Joe Squared wasted!!! Earlier this week I was checking out Food Network’s Twitter feed and saw that a local spot had received the honor of being one of the nation’s 50 best pizzas. The crazy thing is, I’d been driving past this place for years, (for as long as I was able to drive really) and never once thought to stop. And I’m not sure if the reason I didn’t stop was because this silly Baltimore geographical thing, but I’m going to attribute it to that. There’s this thing where if you’re from the West Side, you don’t really do things on the East Side and vice versa. Luckily for me, the vast majority of restaurants, chain or otherwise are located on the West Side…my side of town. Well Jesus take the wheel! I no longer have to deal with the likings of Dominoes and Papa John’s for my pizza fix.
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So anyhow, after I make my daily trek back from the DC area for work, I planned to have a date night with myself…some pizza, a few beers and Rio. “Lionel Ritchie works every time.” I get to Joe Squared and it’s a beautiful evening. They’ve expanded since the last time I drove and even noticed the place. There was a nice little outdoor patio section where people where enjoying drinks and pizza (of course). But once I got inside, this place was far from your average corner pizza joint. They serve everything from pizza to gumbo to cheesesteaks and everything in between. A gentleman was setting up in the corner to play his guitar, live. The bar was fully stocked and with what seemed like more import than domestic choices. Score!
Now based on Food Network’s choice, I ordered the Flag Pizza. And it doesn’t take an Einstein to realize that the pizza is an homage to the Italian flag. The red stripe was made with red sauce and five, count ‘em five cheeses (Asiago, mozzarella, Parmigiano, provolone and romano). The green stripe was a fresh and light treat, made with fresh mozzarella and pesto sauce. And my favorite out of the entire masterpiece was the white stripe. I don’t know what exactly it was, but it was divine…I plan to go back and just order a pizza made like the white stripe. It was white sauce with cheddar, mozzarella and ricotta cheeses. I’m going to assume that the ricotta was seasoned a bit more than everything else, but it was perfect! I wish I hadn’t gotten a small. *sad face* All six slices and two Stellas later, I was in heaven.
Of course I had to get it with extra cheese. Please and thank you!
Yeah…all of that said, blame it on the alcohol that this ending is a bit abruptly… I’m pregaming before I get ready to go to my friend’s 29th birthday shindig. This shall be one for the ages. And in typical fat girl fashion, I’m hoping that she has cupcakes!!! Happy birthday Quiana!