Restaurant Review: Willow Street Pizza

Willow Street Pizza - dinner on March 20, 2015

This is a long overdue restaurant review, mostly because I forgot I’d gone there and hadn’t blogged about it at the time. So it’ll be a quick one since all the (I’m sure) witty things I was going to write about have escaped my memory and would only fall flat now if I took a stab at resurrecting them. I hate when that happens.

In any case, I met a friend here, partly because it was close to her house and convenient for her to skip out on her husband and kids to meet me for dinner and partly because my cousin Christine gave me a gift card to Willow St. Two birds, one stone.

We got there fairly early (6 pm) so while the restaurant was somewhat full, it wasn’t overly crowded and we didn’t have to wait long for a table. Probably because we were willing to sit at a high top close to the bar area. I’d been to Willow St before but not for some years. I had a vague recollection that their pizza was pretty good but I didn’t know that I was in the mood for a pizza. I compromised and got the calzone. My friend Cindy went further afield with a burger.

The sign of a good pizza place is how good their crust is. Which can also be signaled by their bread as presumably it’s a similar, if not the exact same, recipe. Our server brought out a round loaf of still-warm bread. Bliss. It’s hard not to like warm bread and the carbo gods know they have my number. My chicken pesto calzone was also pretty good, albeit the pesto “sauce” was more liquid than I would’ve liked and soaked into the bread. But that didn’t stop me from (over) eating the generous portion they served. Hey, it was good and I was hungry.

For once I didn’t get dessert. I know, I’m disappointed in myself too but honestly, it was a really big calzone and I shouldn’t have eaten it all but I did. Serves me right. It just means I have to go back again, plan more carefully and save room for dessert.