Dante's Pizza

I don't think I've ever opined on this before here in three years of blogging, so here goes: The world's best pizza happens to be in Thornhill, Ontario, in the form of Dante's Italian Eatery.

Why am I bringing this up now? I became reacquainted with my old friends at Dante's the other night after probably 9 months of lesser-quality pizzas. Why the long wait? Well, firstly I moved and wasn't sure I was in their delivery area anymore and also, it's quite expensive. Thus, I limited my "pizza nights" (generally speaking - Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, sometimes Friday, Saturday and Sunday) to frozen pizza and the ocassional Pizza Pizza (for anyone outside of southern Ontario reading this, roughly the McDonald's equivalent to pizza) offering.

But the other night, I decided to treat myself and it was just incredible. Their sauce is the main attraction -- it's just so thick and, I don't know, zesty. The sauce is highly addictive (I was hooked on the stuff in the late 80's). But on top of that (technically, below that, I guess) is one of the best crusts I've ever had -- not too doughy, but not hard as a rock, either, with cornmeal sprinkled on the bottom to give it some more texture. Their cheese is easily the best anywhere. And though I'm not normally a Pepperoni Man, they just seem to slice and cook it perfectly.

I realize breaking down a pizza to this level of detail sounds a bit silly, but once you've had it, you'll know what I mean....