And thus on 18th of October, I decided to use my brief visit back home in Bratislava to make a second visit to Primo Amore. I came back for a couple of days to pick up many things I did not want to buy in UK, and of course, to see my family and friends :-) . Although not pizza related, I must mention the interesting journey via Kosice, that really wound up great. First the surprisingly pleasant WizzAir flight from Bristol (mostly thanks to the crew) which landed something past one AM. Then a few hours nap on the sack chairs at Kosice's small, but really nice and cozy airport. A strange ride with EasyTaxi to the station at 4:30 AM (the only thing the driver said was "hrrggh"), and, finally, amazing RegioJet train from Kosice to Bratislava. All of this was low-cost and including airport transfers to/from Bristol, the return journey was just something over 100 euros. Very well worth it.But let's get back to the pizza hunt. Me, mum and dad went for a stroll and I tried to paint them the picture of a perfect, real Italian pizza waiting for them that evening. My dad responded in his typical way - he said he likes the frozen one from Kaufland baked in a micro with strips of extra bacon. Coming from Zahorie (literally "over the hills"), he decided to call it Real-Over-The-Hill-Pizza :-) Mum was trying to show more enthusiasm, but in the end her mum instinct would prevail and she'd start asking things like if I would like to take some tomatoes with me back to Cardiff. Well, you won't change your parents I guess :-)
When we came to Primo Amore, however, it dawned on me - it's Sunday! It's easy to lose track of time, especially now when I work irregularly and weekends tend to be my busiest work days. Thus we strolled a bit more and went home to get some real-over-the-hill pizza. It was good, I must say :), but we still agreed to come back the next day for lunch.
I booked a table for half past noon and when I came, mum was already there. We ordered two pizzas. Maurizio (with the amazing mushrooms. Hmm, I am not sure of the English translations of "Dubáky" mushrooms, but its referred to as "summer cep", see wikipedia), of course, plus a Margherita with extra parmigiano, which was part of the lunch menu. Dad came a short while after and then... moment of suspense... tramtadadaaa! The pizzas!!! (am I weird?)
I was really curious about Maurizio and went for a slice straight away. And it was.. great! But was it the best? Not sure any more, it was definitely not the same "victory" feeling I had in July 2013. One reason was probably that there was not so many mushrooms this time (neither parmigiano), and thus the pizza lacked the intense aroma which charmed me the first time. Further, I've noticed the sauce, which was great too, but I now remember having better, e.g. in Stockholm, or in the Real Italian Pizza Company, where I currently work. On the other hand, I still loved the dough and the crust, and the combination of the tasty and quality toppings. All in all, I am sure this is amongst the best pizzas I've had, and if I had to choose one, I perhaps would point my finger at Maurizio...
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| Maurizio on the bottom. |
However, the best pizza is still probably waiting somewhere out there, and might be the combination of what I've seen and tasted so far. I really loved the crunchy crust in Dough Roller in US, the rich sauce in Birkastan's in Stockholm or the unique shape of the pizzas, as well as the atmosphere in Berlin's Pomodorino. But then, that's the beauty of hunting for the best pizza, you always get to find something new, experience a new favourite taste, or simply have an great time with your co-hunters.
Like I did this time. Thanks, mum and dad :-)
PS:
Dough - 10
Ingredients - 9 (1 point less for slightly smaller quantity)
Sauce - 8
Atmosphere - 8
Service - 9
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