The beloved Patachou empire metastasizes apace; extrudes tentacles at an amoebic rate, the burnt, curling runners of a misfired egg...sulphurous, mephitic.
Well, they might offer a passable omelet and generous fruit cup, however pizza is stretching it a bit.
Yeah, Neapolitan pizza's invaded Indianapolis. Inevitable, really. A good thing, in theory.
I tried the new Napolese twice in the last two days; take-out, ymmv. Newness predicates improvement...lots of room for improvement.
pizzas tasted:
buffalo margherita
smoked salmon
PFG
to begin with it wasn't an issue of sogginess; the crust never had the opportunity
if crust it was
injera's more like it, a Midwestern injera painstakingly tattooed in occult curlicues of symbolic char
I mean, really?
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The PFG: pancetta(burnt, acrid, bitter nubbins of pig), gorgonzola(a paucity), fingerling potatoes(the good bit, I rescued mine from that mess, ate them separate)
smoked salmon: dilled creme fraiche(passable), "ultra premium smoked salmon"(tensile, unobtrusive), capers(a standout amongst the meh...a bite of acidity goes a long way), roasted leeks(nonexistent)
and for the decent:
buffalo margherita: roasted grape tomatoes(fantastic...tart tiny sugar bombs), buffalo mozzarella, basil
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the pizza sauce balances sweet and ripe, fresh with aplomb
it's the best thing about their baked goat cheese, tomato sauce(not my pick)
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they've jumped on a bandwagon, good for them...but Jesus...that "crust"
I'm wishing for Pizza D.O.C.(Chicago), Pizzeria Pico(Larkspur, CA)
Napolese
An Artisanal Pizzeria by Patachou
114th E. 49th St.
Indianapolis, IN 46205
317-925-0765
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