I was back in Atlanta last week, this time for a concert by everyone’s favorite beach rock geriatric, Jimmy Buffett. However, before my group and I could make the trek to the amphitheater, I was in need of a quality lunch. Luckily my sister was able to break free from work. After a little bit of hemming and hawing, we decided on Antico Pizza. I finally get to try the pizza that’s been the hit of Atlanta foodies since last September. I’ll keep this short and sweet. As far as I’m concerned the hype about Antico is true.
Thankfully there wasn’t too much of a 1pm lunch crowd on a Tuesday. So after deciding two pizzas would be best, it was a matter of minutes before they arrived.
However, as good as the Margherita was, I was completely captivated by the Diavaola.
Each bite was a symphony of spicy pork, peppers with a punch, unctuous cheese and that wonderful dough. This is the first pizza that I didn’t feel the urge to cover in sriracha. It really was a slice of pizza nirvana.
Unfortunately, I had neither the time nor the stomach space to sample more pizzas or some of their scrumptious looking cannolis, but the usual suspects of the Atlanta food blogging world will generally echo my overwhelmingly positive sentiment:
In short, calling Antico the best pizza I’ve ever had is dubious, but it’s certainly the best I’ve had in Atlanta.