Pizza Quest: Luigi's Pizzeria

Located in the shadows of midtown, Luigi's Pizzeria is currently the love of my pizza life. My lady and I met some friends and family in the small, cozy, building that is Luigi's this past Saturday night. The owner, Brad Ward, was leaning over the cash register with a confidence about him; it's like he knows that he is about to give me a pizzagasm. His Italian wife, whose presence is so comforting, like a sweet-smelling grandmother, instantly came rushing to us, pushing the small tables that her family was sitting at out of the way to accommodate us, because we are just as important to her.

I could go on and on about how much I love when families are involved with restaurants, and how I prefer those places to any other, but then you'd probably just stop reading it and call me a homo and stuff. So moving on...

Ward and wife have an excellent menu of specialty pies, which I intend on eating, but we decided to order a few custom pies topped with out favorites. To me, the true test is of a kitchen's ability to deliver a special order. If the cooks can adjust to a customer's desires, and still create an excellent dish consistently, that's when you know. Luigi's went beyond that. The pie I ordered was a large thin crust with feta, artichokes, garlic, and spinach. Without going into too much detail, every bite was flavorful, crunchy, cheesy...just really, really good. What made it even better was that Luigi's is BYOB/with no corking fees, and the beautiful regulation-sized bocce court, on which it appeared they spared no expense.

The pizza was great and the atmosphere is even better. When the weather gets a little better here in Houston I expect to be spending a lot of time at Luigi's out on the patio next to that bocce court.

Luigi's Pizzeria
3700 Almeda Road
Houston, TX

(281) 793-3333

On the Rise.

Bread. Over the holiday season, my lovely lady bought us a really great book called My Bread, by Jim Lahey, owner of Sullivan Street Bakery in New York. I had heard of the guy before, but now I have a little bit of a temporary man crush on him. In his book, Lahey lays out his "no-knead" method to baking. After years of studying the art of baking, Lahey has concluded that this is the easiest and best way to make a bread. The idea is to let the yeast and other elements in the dough do their thang, and to not disrupt the natural processes that occur. The method is INSANELY simple. It takes a few minutes to make the dough, a little patience for the rising, and just over an hour in the oven. Check it out. Try it out. Here is an article in the Times giving the recipe for a plain-ass loaf.

The lady and I have been making the whole wheat loaves (as seen above) which probably costs less than a buck to make, which tastes, feels, and smells just as good, if not better, than anything we could buy. We also have tried a few specialty loaves that Lahey recommends in the book that are all super easy and amazing. I especially like that the last chapter of the book is dedicated to meals that can be made with stale bread. We haven't had a chance to get around to those, yet.

PIZZA QUEST BACK ON: Pink's Pizza Montrose

What it do. I have been away from this for a bit. Not that anyone noticed probably, but I am back now. No need to explain that I lost focus and interest because I felt that my thoughts and feelings about food were of little significance...but I guess that is that.

Happy New Decade! This past New Year's weekend I unfortunately spent in a near drunken stupor/two-day, frat-douche keg party that my little brother threw...at our parent's house. Saturday morning I woke in a bed of self-loathing, and after a few hours showering off the filth of sour keg beer and disappointment, I decided that it was time to get back on track.

Forward motion.

Last summer a few friends of mine pleaded that I try Pink's Pizza for the quest. I heard of the place but never had tried it. I nearly forgot about it until later in the Fall a seven-foot, drunk, white guy at Cecil's Tavern screamed,"PINK'S!" at me for a good 15-20. It should be noted that this was the only English that he spoke to me that evening. He decided after meeting us that he would only speak in Spanish. I studied French.

With a slight hangover the day after New Year's, and a lust for grease and bread, I decided I had put Pink's off for too long. The lady and I stayed in our nighties and called for delivery. The menu is mouth watering and makes for a tough decision. We went with the Deuce: goat cheese, mozzarella, spinach, portobello mushrooms, roma tomatoes and garlic with a pesto sauce. I have recently found a new love for goat cheese, and I appreciated it even more with their pesto sauce, which wasn't too overwhelming nor oily. Another thumbs up goes to the mushrooms, which were cooked well enough so that there was a good flavor and aroma about them.

But unfortunately I have to say that this pizza was only just slightly above average. There were two problems I had: first, the crust was a little too soggy which if you have read past "pizza quest" entries you'd know that s*** don't fly with me; and second, the mozzarella was cooked for too long and it gave it a gummy, chewy bite to the pizza, which is something I expect from Domino's.

I am dedicated to try another one of Pink's pies, though, because I love that with only two locations withing a square mile of my place, it is like our own neighborhood pizza joint. But for now, I am still in the hunt, like a sexy lioness.



P.S. This year I have many personal culinary goals, including producing my own sausage, perfecting fried chicken, and working on Frexican food. If these things interest you, then please keep up.