Talking Sweet About Nothing

Over the last few weeks the online pizza community (you heard me) has been buzzing about the latest addition to our area, Coal Fire Pizza in Ellicott City. I ate there last week and I was so excited to tell you about it. But now I'm bummed. I spent a good amount of time on Saturday typing up my post for Coal Fire, only to have it all disappear without having saved. I'm especially bummed because that post was so good. One of my better entries. Pure pizza poetry. So rather than try to remember what I wrote and re-create it, I'm trying something new. Actual pizza poetry. Here is a series of haiku relating my Coal Fire experience.

Classic or spicy
Tomato sauce made from scratch
Give us one of each

Two pizzas arrive
Anticipation fills me
The first taste is best



Spicy much too hot
Overpowers all toppings
Even black olives

Classic much better
Traditional homemade sauce
My kind of flavor

Simplicity wins
Margherita pizza pie
Eight perfect slices



Coal burning oven
Thin and chewey, nicely charred
Check the crust upskirt



Coal oven goodness
Blackened crust, tomatoes, cheese
Delicious pizza

Friends sharing a pie
The best way to eat a slice
Can't wait to go back