There are some challenges that just can't be ignored - some things that just have to be taken head on. Despite insurmountable odds and difficult obstacles, sometimes a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. Enter the challengers:
Criniti's 1 Metre Pizza
I'll admit, it wasn't a fair fight. I brought my step-mum Elain and 5 of her Tongan family members to help me out. Elain's sister Caroline booked us a table, but we were still a little delayed getting to our seats due to the sheer number of people, both dining and lining up outside.
While we were waiting for Elain's cousins to arrive (45 minutes late - they run on Tongan time), we ordered a couple of drinks. Elain got the Caprioska, a refreshing concoction of lime, lychee, and strawberry vodka - 1 point to Criniti's.
This cocktail we ordered for the novelty cup, and the fact that it's meant to be for two people, but unfortunately it was a let down - it tasted like watered down red cordial.
We ordered a couple of salads to accompany our pizza. This Italian salad was a refreshing combination of tried and true ingredients: mixed greens, roma tomatoes, cucumber, red onions, roasted capsicum, liguaran olives and buffalo mozzarella, all tossed in aged balsamic.
The Caesar salad was a thing of beauty - normally something I despise, the fresh lettuce, beautifully salty white anchovy and panchetta, char grilled chicken and broad slices of parmesan all won me over; Criniti's delivers a vicious right hook.
And now, the main event! We ordered the whole metre, which meant we were allowed to choose three toppings. The Margherita was delectably scoffable; the thin, crispy, woodfired crust a perfect base for the sweet tomato sauce, fresh, herbaceous basil, and oozing, beautifully melted chunks of buffalo mozzarella. The Godfather was more delicious than it sounds, with chicken, creamy chunks of avocado, mozzarella, and semi-sundried tomatoes. The Calabrese was a meaty mixture of Italian sausage, salami, roasted capsicum, mozzarella, chilli and olives.
The battle was of epic proportions, and so too were our stomachs by the end of the night, but it was official: Team JasmyneTea had won. To celebrate our victory, we did a victory lap around Church Street (which also helped us walk off some of that food). It was glorious, and we shall go down in the annals of history as those who defeated the legendary Pizza Al Metro. Win!
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