Suck it, Pizzeria Bianco. There's a new joint in town and you don't stand a chance. A friend pestered us to visit this hidden gem and I have yet to figure out how to thank him. The pizza is a must-have--it equals pies I've eaten in Rome and Torino--but the rest of the menu is impressive as well. One our first visit, the specials were seafood based and we tried 'em both. A sole with with artichokes, capers, and a white wine sauce was perfectly cooked, and the scampi-like shrimp was darn near as good. Others have applauded the complimentary appetizers so I'll simply agree and move on; the pizza Margherita was the star of my meal. A thin crispy/chewy crust covered with crushed tomatoes, dotted with cheese and sprinkled with fresh basil was a gustatory Italian vacation. Oh, and order dessert even if you have to have it surgically implanted. The atmosphere belies the dodgy location. The decor is both upscale (granite tables, tile floors) and mundane (a flat screen tv hovers overhead, tuned to an Italian satellite station). Yes, I wouldn't walk home from here after dark, but parking is close and well-lighted, and the squeamish can use the freeway to be safely back in their suburbs in minutes.
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