If you have an obsession with pizza of all sizes, like I do, and are very hungry at the moment, then I advise you to skip over this post. For those who aren't about to eat their hand, enjoy these photos from my trip to Naples where we visited the literal home of pizza. If you've seen Eat Pray Love, this might bring back a few memories, but if not, this is the site where simple, super thin crust pizza originated. This mentality hasn't changed since the pizzeria opened in 1870, seeing as the menu today consists of two types of pizza and a few drinks to accompany your enormous 'za.
trying to slice it down the middle (a very butchered, crooked middle slice on my part) proved to be the best way to tackle this bad boy.
if you look really closely to the right of my head, you'll see the infamous pic of Julia Roberts devouring her pizza, 190 times more gracefully than me!
this!
not even close...
The term, or I guess store, Eataly makes complete sense to me now (not that it didn't before), but this experience taught me what it's all about in Italy. A simple gathering with great pizza and even better company. We encouraged each other to eat the entire pizzas, even though somehow as we cut and cut and ate and ate, they didn't get any smaller. My friends and I each had our Julia Roberts moment and felt the completely acceptable urge to unbutton our pants after consuming such a pizza.
the aftermath.
If a trip to Italia is on your horizon, make it a point to not skip over the Southern parts of the massive country and check out this quaint pizzeria; it's completely worth waiting in the humongous line, but if possible, get there around 11 and you'll be fine!
Enjoy!
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