Da Gianni

I had an urge for pizza, which isn't unusual for people, except mine hit at 9 in the morning. After checking Google, the only place that was open was Cucina Caruso and my heart dropped. I had been there over a year ago to pick up a meal after my local place had closed and after walking in I wanted to run out the door without my food. I swore I would never go back. But when an urge for pizza hits, it must be obeyed. It was the only place open and I was desperate. What a difference a year makes. The place was clean and well organized, with beautiful displays of everything close to my Italian heart. Pastries, cookies, meats, hot cooked food - and they also had a new wonderful eating area (quite frankly on my last visit, I was afraid to venture past the cash register). I've only been in Florida a little over a year and had relied on Domino's - not great pizza but it is consistent and after living in Los Angeles for 30 years, memories of great NY pizza had disappeared with the morning smog. This pizza brought back all of my childhood memories of what pizza should be. Fresh, great crust that cracked when you folded it (the only way to eat pizza). I ordered half cheese (because if they can't get that right, they can't get anything right) and half white pizza (because I was curious). Both sides were exceptional. The sauce tasted of fresh tomatoes and the white side had gobs of ricotta - perfect breakfast pizza. I am so glad I went there and I look forward to eating more meals in their beautiful dining room.