The only good pizza...

I'm a strange American.  I don't like milk, I don't like brownies, and don't really like pizza.  Yep, I get the crazy looks of... "what?? no pizza??!?!?!?  You crazy!"  Yeah, and I do crave it every 3-4 months, just a piece or so of Hawaiian or something.  I can't really explain it except maybe it's because all pizza's that I grew up with were greasy greasy and cardboardish...

David has changed my world yet again :).  He's introduced me to REAL pizza!!  Yep, I'm here to say that everyone needs to try this.  I have no idea why we Americans haven't embraced other better, healthier pizzas out there.

Italian.  Pizza.  Yep.  It's the best.  You'll either have to go to Italy, or find one of the very few real Italian restaurants, or just believe me.  They use wood ovens to cook their thin dough with mozzarella chunks and tomato chunks.  You can add other toppings but the pizzas are more made to fold up and stuff so it gets a bit messy.  My favorite is the regular margherita pizza.  It's just so great.  You can eat your own whole pizza and you won't feel sick or fatty, etc.  It's wonderful.  So, there is this great little place in SLC called Settebellos.  It is real Italian.  David took me there on one of our first dates, and I fell in love.  Little did he know that I didn't like pizza, but this was different.  We've gone back a few times, I just keep making excuses to get us there - to show our visitors the place, to take someone for their birthday, etc etc.  One day David just suggested we go there as a date night.... so of course I couldn't say no, and we said we'd share a pizza.  But you'll notice below that once we were there, we couldn't do it.  It's just too good to share....  Anyway, if you are ever in SLC (or there's one in Vegas) we'll take you there and give you a new addiction like I have :) :)

These were from our date night on Sept 11th. :)