Thursday, April 29, 2010
It's my own fault, really- as a born & bred New Yorker and thereby a harsh pizza critic, I'm not quite sure what I was thinking when I ordered a pizzacone. Probably the same thing I thought about belly shirts and plaid in the mid-90s, "ooh, novelty! How fun!" Though I might want to vomit looking at pictures from junior high now, at least they don't give me physical indigestion.
K! Pizzacone has been all over the NYC blog circuit, especially Midtown Lunch, and sure, when you get a new pizza gimmick in New York, you gotta say that's amore! Well, sorry Pizzacone, you get no love. I had to give it a shot just because, as I mentioned earlier, it's a novelty AND it's vegetarian. I should've known better by the empty store space, but after biting into a bland and crispless cone with equally bland tomato substance and watery cheese, I realized that I would've been better off with a slice from a grungy $1 pizza joint than a $5 trend that will hopefully go the way of those wacky plaid shirts from my adolescence.
Or Kolache Mama on 45th Street- thank goodness someone finally had the common sense to shut that place down too.