After random book club members dispersed, John, Molly, QB and myself stuck around Solas for some more chit-chatting. Luckily QB got another couple of drinks because we were kinda threatened by the bartender there, who was annoyed that we had the back booth but only bought drinks at happy hour prices. Whatever, it’s not that the bar was crowded, and honestly, we just made the bar look better.
Anyhow, we were going to part ways, but then Molly came up with a brilliant idea: see for ourselves if the line at Artichoke Basille’s Pizza is really shorter after 10:30pm. So ok, it was 10pm, but we just couldn’t wait any longer, especially after having talked about it compulsively the day before during our exploration of a new Chinatown spot, New Chao Chow.
One word to describe the famous artichoke pizza: HEAVENLY! Simply and truthfully put. That’s what the pizza is. Artichoke and spinach swimming in the gooyest, creamiest most delicious cheese. OMG, must go there again.
The three of us are now obsessed with the place. In fact, QB, as myself, devoted a whole post to her transcendental artichoke pizza experience.
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