Midtown Lunch

From the back of my soggy brain I remembered that this place was known for their potato slices. We were told they weren’t quite ready yet, but we could wait. So wait we did, ordering a pepperoni Stromboli type thing in the interim. “Salty meat, hot dough, good ” is what I was thinking. It wasn’t overly doughy as to have the pepperoni get lost. Counter lady cut it in half to make it shareable.

I may have done a pizza dance when the potato pie came out. The super thin, crisped potato slices were working for me. I usually find rosemary overpowering and try to avoid it, but the herbal scattering worked to add pizzazz to this subtle pizza.

I would totally go back here sober.

Note there is no seating and no bathroom here- I learned that the hard way and had to order an apple pie at McDonald just to be able to tinkle.