Once we drove to Arizona for Pizza...

For reals.

It was Ryan's birthday and darn it, if he doesn't love 'him some pizza. So much so, that we decided to drive to "The Best Pizza in the United States"(already suspect that this pie's popularity doesn't extend beyond the borders of the United States)Still, we were intrigued.

We rented a van, rounded up the usual suspects and left for Phoenix from Orange County. Except for a brief stop over in Quartzite (if you haven't been to Quartzite, then you haven't been as close as you think to being exposed to flesh eating disease) we pretty much drove as fast as we could so that we could get in the 4 hour line that forms outside of said pizza place, which BTW is called Bianco's. Yes, you read correctly, there is a 4 hour line every day.



The pizza here will make you want to hug yourself.

The sauce, dough and cheese is all made by they owner/chef and the veggies are grown next to the restaurant. And I heard that he imported his oven brick by brick from Italy to Arizona so top that! all other pizza places everywhere! Also, we ordered everything on the menu, no kidding, and it was all unbelievable.

Despite eating the best pizza in the United States of America, Ryan still prefers a Little Caesar's 'hot and ready' any day.

Oh and we stayed here...



The Valley Ho. Check it out.


p.s. if you think I am avoiding sewing, you are wrong, I'll prove it tomorrow when their is daylight for picture taking.