1/02/2013 08:54:00 AM

The Best Thing We Ate Last Night: Pizza at Roberta's

During the hubbub of the holidays, we found one of our favorite gifts when we dropped by Bushwick pizza joint Roberta's on a recent frigid night: a wait of only 45 minutes. With so many folks out of town, the hip eatery wasn't its normal crowded self. Sure, it was swell that our party was sat so quickly, but we were a little bummed that we didn't get to spend more time huddled around the potbelly stove in the military-style tent that doubled as a bar and waiting area (if that stove doesn't warm you up enough, the whiskey surely will).

It can be challenging to decide on the ordering strategy here. Do you skip the pies and fill up on the inventive New American fare or do you gorge on pizza (and save a little money)? We went with the latter route, and were not disappointed. From the Brussles sprouts on the cheekily named "Everyday I'm Brusslin'" to the creamy ricotta that oozed from the stuffed InVolto, every bite contained more deliciousness than the last. And now we get to go back and have a completely different experience on the other side of the menu - sweet (though, we're not gonna lie - a pizza or two may make their way into the mix).


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