my cousins came to visit my neck of the woods and decided to try out di fara pizza. it was a strange, but satisfying experience.
nothing fancy, and the wait was long…
cause this guy does each pie all by himself:
but damn, it was worth it!
i’d definitely go again and i’ll know what to prepare for next time. i’d bring my knitting, a mask, and febreze. every time the oven opens, smoke escapes and has no where to go but your lungs and your clothes.
so YUM! slow as molasses! mmm