There is a time and a place in this world for Pizza Luce. That time happens after a long night of drinking and the place is off 1st Avenue in downtown Minneapolis.
I love pizza, but I’m not in love with Pizza Luce pizza. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll eat it. But, it’s not the pizza I crave when I need my pizza fix. On a regular “I’m craving pizza for dinner” evening, I would rather hit Pizza Nea in NE.
But as mentioned, there is a place in this world for Pizza Luce and that is for their late night satisfyingly greasy pizza. This past Friday night after a work party at the Graves 601, we followed the crowd to Bootleggers. Believe me, I’m still questioning that decision. The upside of Bootleggers was my pleasant surprise that they had a beer garden. The downside was the $4 Miller Light I purchased from the beer girl wearing what can loosely be described as a black dress. But, regardless, we were there so we stayed and put down a few.
After Bootleggers, we headed to Pizza Luce. This was truly the only logical thing to do at that point in the evening. Hot, greasy pepperoni pizza for the bargain price of $3.50 per slice. Yes, that should read as sarcasm. Regardless, at that point in the evening, I was willing to pay. It hit the spot.
And what could be better than the greasy pizza? Oh yes, what was even better was the fact that the leftover grease on our plate was in the shape of Africa. Late night observations by my friend The Freets. Well done.
Posted on May 11th, 2008 by katiejocannon
Filed under: Food
That plate looks delicious.
That Freets has amazing observational skills! Bootleggers sounds like a classy joint, wish I could have been there!
I think they actually sold Kyle that plate claiming it was African-style pizza. Ironically, the plate tasted the same as my slice of pepperoni pizza.