Armed with a brick oven, some flat screen TVs, and a saucy, middle-aged waitress who gave me the bedroom eyes, Uncle Mario's is definitely going to be an eatery to be reckoned with - even on the packed landscape up and down 9th avenue by restaurant row.
Entering Uncle Mario's is like entering a pizza porn shop. There were so many options sitting there waiting to be eaten it was nearly impossible to choose one. They all looked so good - from the regular pies to a chicken marsala pie that looked better than anything I ordered but I was on my 3rd meal of the hour so I had to take it easy.
I also needed a baseline, one that I'm using to gauge what a pizzeria can do so I sampled a Margherita slice and a white slice. Why a margherita? Well it's 5 o'clock somewhere was my rationale. Truth be told, if I have to pick between a regular slice and a margherita, I'll go with the latter at every chance. It's usually lighter and less salty and it gives me a chance to compare to good ol' Lombardi's.
White pizza is a guilty pleasure. It's less overwhelming than a calzone and tastes just as good. The margherita was crispy, thin, fresh cheese, fresh basil, and a delicious sauce that was not muddled down with too much seasoning to detract from the overall medley of flavors that Uncle M was bringing. As another example, take a look at the mac-n-cheese pizza to the left. I'll go back and let you kids know what I think. I saw this and thought of Kevin. Kevin, you know you thought of yourself too.
I will definitely be going back to try these and any other pies they've got. Especially you chicken marsala siciliano. I've got my eye on you.
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