It’s A Matter of Crust



I’m reminded of cashmere.

Once you wear it, you can never go back to wool.  Once you eat their pizza at 6.50 a slice, no…you didn’t misread that…you can never go to Domino’s again.

Don’t think I’m not pissed at the price.  It’s ridiculous.  However, once you sink your teeth into their Pizza Primavara covered with mushrooms, zucchini and the lightest Mozzarella north of Rome, the cost melts in your mouth.

It’s also a very tiny place.  At those prices you’d think it would be spacious.


There are three pew like benches against the wall, each facing a wee table with one chair on the other end.

Think kindergarten with garlic shakers.

After weaving around a good 20 people, I get my overpriced slice joining Kate, as in Spade, my trusty handbag left on a bench dodging dirty looks from all the elite pizza eaters.  It’s the Upper Eastside remember, so entitlement rules.

A young hottie next to me is about to get up, replaced by an old hottie, so he thinks, in his 70s.

I move over alittle to give the older man more room which he takes as an overture ( and says,”Are you French by any chance?”

Is there no peace anywhere?

I wrap my pizza in a napkin, grab Kate and say, “No, just hungry,” and leave.

Au Revoir.

Speaking of peace, pretty soon we’ll have to buy it in jars, or by the slice.    images

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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28 Responses to It’s A Matter of Crust

  1. That pizza sounds amazing! I don’t mind splurging for something wonderful, as long as it doesn’t turn into meeting someone in a back ally for a fix.

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  2. You’re such an easy laugh Topdown. You could make a fortune as a rental at a comedy club. 🙂

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  3. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, the best pizza I ever had in this neck of the woods closed after a few months. The building was behind a berm, so you couldn’t see it. The name of the place was ‘The Saltwater Cafe’. We are nowhere near any saltwater except for fish tanks, and their name brought seafood to mind without a thought of pizza.
    Have you ever been to Stone Bridge Farm Pizza & Salad at 16 East 41st Street? They grow their own tomatoes and greens up here on a GIANT farm with multiple greenhouses..My Pookie built their coolant building for storage and did the cooling systems with big waterfalls in their greenhouses. They give us all the fresh tomatoes and greens we can eat, so it tastes like summer is back.

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  4. edwardcres says:

    You’ve got a picture of their “Sicilliana” slice, my favorite; and not just because of the name. Taking me to this place was the culinary equivalent of a crack dealer dispensing free samples.

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  5. micklively says:

    Well, you can’t blame a guy for trying but what sort of an opening line is that? I wonder had the response been “oui” or “bien sur”, would he have understood it?

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  6. If your top was “boat neck” and with your short gamin hair, of course he thought you were French. He was hoping you were horny too. (God, don’t they ever stop trying?) We recently got a Mod Pizza here. It’s a chain but an upscale one where you order what you want on it. I get it with a fresh basil and balsamic glaze. Now I can’t eat pizza without balsamic vinegar on top.


    • That sounds good. I LOVE balsamic vinegar.

      Yes, men never say die, until they do, and then who knows. They’re probably up, or down there, flirting their little spirits out. Hey Angel, what are ya doin later. Can’t ya just hear it. And she might say, you’re a devil, and could be right. 🙂

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  7. WOW …. on the pizza price. Last time I was in New York, it was a $1.50. Talk about sticker shock. I’d pay it though. You can’t get good pizza in Florida. It’s rubbery. I suppose that’s why I haven’t had a slice in 18 years. 😜😳
    BTW – I know what you mean … sometimes, you just want your space.
    Isadora 😎

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  8. George says:

    That’s pricey even by New York standards but pizza is a life source so whatever the cost for something special is worth it. My only question is how you stop at just one slice..:)

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  9. Gail says:

    Nothing compares to Manhattan pizza and Brooklyn bagels. The best!

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