Karijola Zagreb! As seems to be my recently preferred way, I arrived in my new city in the early evening and was very much in need of a feed. It had been a rather elongated bus journey from Sarajevo, including much faffing at the Bosnia/Croatia border. I fancied pizza so having consulted the online gods, …

Pupatella I had a bit of a mixed time with pizza in New York. While I enjoyed the concept of the late night slice as a walking home treat, I didn’t find the double heated, often shard crisp bases that were the dominant style particularly palatable. I mean this wasn’t Argentinian pizza levels of badness, …

Cancino After the trauma of Argentinian pizza – truly the worst food I’ve encountered on my travels – I was keen to quickly banish the memory of this sorry foodstuff with a return to good quality pizza. I suspected this might need to wait until I got to the States, but I was happy when …

Francesca’s Italian Kitchen I’d had a very good wander around the middle bits of Christchurch and while my original plan was to eat in one of the less formal eateries, I bumped into Francesca’s Italian Kitchen, next to the Isaac Theatre Royal, at just around the time when a seat and a menu felt like …

Pizza Pomodoro I’d been universally advised that I needed to check out Wellington pizza institution Pizza Pomodoro. It had been in my crosshairs to visit on my opening night but like everywhere else it was shut due to Labour Day. I ventured in after a lactic climb up Mt. Victoria. It’s essentially a takeaway and …