Fear not, this is not a sappy romantic post. Tony and me's anniversary is not for another month. No, today I want to express my eternal love for Home Slice Pizza. They say they make authentic New York-style pizza, but here's the thing...their pizza is better than any I tasted when I lived in New York for a year and a half.
Home Slice, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
1. They give the kids dough balls to play with so the parents can dine in peace.
2. I'm not a big salad eater, but I need their house salad with garlic knots. Need it.
4. Frank and Hova converse in a mural on the back of the building, and it makes me smile.