Tag: #pizza
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Draft TaproomxDom’s Mob Wife Dinner: it’s a hit…

A little black dress can be many things. Sometimes it’s a weapon–wielded like a machine gun. Whether it’s to boost the confidence of the one wearing it or as artillery when taking out a hit on someone who broke your heart: the little black dress delivers. It can cut like a knife. It can sting…
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Venturi Pizza: pizza is the glue that temporarily holds a broken heart together…

Some people love Valentine’s Day. They yearn all year long for the annual return of February 14th–bringing with it a storm of cheap chocolates and polyester rose petals. But when the corporate-constructed pink and red haze sets in on my city, something inside me screams to get out of dodge. So, I listen to that…
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Johnny OX: a sacred journey through the prowess and expression of a culinary virtuoso…

I’ve written a lot about pizza. Scan through previous blogs and you’ll find that I’ve penned that pizza is “more reliable than any lover.” To quote myself, “There’s no amount of money I wouldn’t spend, no distance I wouldn’t travel, no obstacle I wouldn’t overcome for the sake of pizza.” I’ve made questionable choices in…
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Rocksteady Pizza Parlour: there is passion in these pies…

I’d like to believe that those who faithfully read my writing can tell the difference between when I write with passion and when I’m just phoning it in. Passion makes all the difference: because it’s the apples and oranges of genuinely being emotionally impacted by a dining experience versus feeling obligated to write nice things…
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Dom’s Pie Shop: pizza is not a punishment…

Pizza is more reliable than any lover I’ve ever known. Like a Tina Turner song, pizza is simply the best. I call it when I need it–when my heart is on fire. It’s always there. Dependable. Predictable. Whether New York Style, Detroit Style, or even Chicago Deep Dish: when you order a pizza, you basically…
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Yes, Papi: there is good pizza in the Midwest…

There was a time, not very long ago, when there was a pizza spot with a glowing sign that called to new Fort Wayne residents like a siren song in the night. In my first weeks living in Indiana, I could hear its lullaby from the dinner hours until I drifted off to sleep. “Eat…
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For Love of Pizza: I will never know a greater love…

I attended my second pizza night at Hawkins Family Farm and, although it almost felt like I was going against the wishes of the universe by attending, I had a beautiful evening. I invited a friend but she wasn’t able to make it, so I ventured on. Alone. A large section of the road heading…
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Pizza Night at Hawkins Farm: Chef Rio is a pizza mastermind…

Anyone who’s read any of my blog or done even a cursory stumble around my Instagram can probably suss out: I’m a big fan of pizza. Genuinely, there’s no amount of money I wouldn’t spend, no distance I wouldn’t travel, no obstacle I wouldn’t overcome for the sake of pizza. (It’s easy to say when…
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Rough Draft Taproom Requires No Revision: it’s flawless as is

I’ve had several conversations with friends recently about whether certain establishments in Fort Wayne are safe for women to drink at. I hate that these are conversations we feel compelled to have. It truly makes me sad. Despite my desire to always try to see the best in people, the universe constantly reminds me that,…
